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"Four decades after breaking off our high school romance, we found each
other again, I, Phillip, twenty-five years into my second marriage, and
I, Lily, divorced. Five beautiful children between the two of us
scattered across the globe. Found each other? That sounds so pat; I
certainly wasn’t looking for you, Lily. My marriage with Katherine
wasn’t exciting, but comfortable. Okay, what would you like us to say?
More like “crashed” or “stormed.” Fine, Phillip and Lily stormed
into each other’s lives, the memories of our past making it easy to
believe that we were fated to be together. First concert we ever went
to, Simon & Garfunkel at Madison Square Garden, back in 1972. Took
the train to the city to window shop and pretend we were an adult
couple. We had just the right house on West 80th street picked out, near the Museum of Natural History.
That was ages ago, and now: a whirlwind romance—certain things are simpler and clearer with a lifetime of bad decisions behind us—but happy ever after hit the first snag at the matter of real estate . . . " Read the rest of the story on Hobart Literary Journal's website.
That was ages ago, and now: a whirlwind romance—certain things are simpler and clearer with a lifetime of bad decisions behind us—but happy ever after hit the first snag at the matter of real estate . . . " Read the rest of the story on Hobart Literary Journal's website.
