On the back, I burned, "To ladylove for Christmas 2012." I wrapped it and attached a card. It read, "You are totally entwined in my life right through...its center. I like you there. Love, Chad." I hoped she would think it all sweet. Only time would tell if she liked it, too. I had hopes.On Christmas Eve, we went to church for a candlelight service that always choked me up. The choirs combined and were wonderful. Usually, we received communion seated. But, for Christmas Eve, everyone went to the. This wasimpossible. I could not understand how such a thing could happen. It--just--couldn't--be. I opened my eyes again and cupped my hands tighteraround the breasts, staring down at the rise of the bunched brownfabric, hoping they were not real, not part of me.One of the flight attendants passed up the aisle, glancing at each ofthe passengers to confirm we were all okay. She leaned in and tested tosee if my seatbelt was fastened and tight. Satisfied, she smiledbroadly. But I noticed that when. More

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