"That's what happens when your wife leaves you at Christmas," Will said grinning darkly as he drank the bottle dry. He didn't want to think about it, about the wife who told him that she loved him. She loved him, she just needed him to make the decision to leave. She wasn't coming back, not to him.
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Date: 2014-12-29 12:14 pm (UTC)