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The Half Life of Love
By Megan Devine
Our first real date was on Valentine’s Day 10 years ago. Many times in the five years since my partner died, I’ve flashed back to that day when we became, officially, more than just friends.
On New Year’s, Clawing My Way Back
The year my partner drowned, I bought a supermarket lobster — and set it free.
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