This is a reenactment of a telephone conversation.
“Well, I’m the kind of girl most guys aren’t interested in. I have stubby legs. So, I am very short. My arms are fat like a wrestler. My butt is average, but it looks small because my boobs are abnormally huge. I hate my smile because I have a crooked tooth. Other men aren’t interested in me, but maybe you would like to meet me.”
That was my first wife describing herself.
When I hung up, I vowed to become her best friend. (I don’t remember what I said to her, she swears she knew she was going to marry me after that first conversation).
We talked on the phone everyday four months. In November, I flew 1350 miles (to the Dominican Republic) to meet my friend.
During conversations with her sisters and her parents, I learned she had been abused by…
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