At swim lessons, I saw her, and part of me wondered what styling team she employed.  Rubbing sunblock on her three children, she flicked her long, curled, highlighted hair.  Her nose was thin, and her jawline slender.  I could have measured her eyelashes with a yard stick.  She crossed her legs from under her size …

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It was 5:38 when I got The Call. I was already dressed, had my shoes on, Babysitter was arriving at 6:00. Dinner was in the oven, Bubs was using me as a climbing gym. I was ready, more than ready to buck outta there. “I can’t do it,” My dear friend on the other side …

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