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#258 The Pregnancy Pillow

This was the message I wrote to my girlfriend the other day. ‘I wanted you to be the first to know. I’m leaving Neal. I can’t live a lie anymore. I’ve fallen in love and we’re going to start a new life together. I’m running away with my pregnancy pillow.’ Was it mean? Sure! Did it nearly give her a heart attack? Sure did. Was it totally satisfying for me? You betcha! I set her up good, and she laughed. And doesn’t making a friend laugh CHANGE EVERYTHING?!


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