“My Husband Left for a Two-Year Assignment in Toronto — I Cried as He Boarded the Plane”

happened. A man from my office, Ben Carter, asked me to dinner. He was a few years older, the new marketing manager—mature, stable, genuinely kind. I’d noticed him being thoughtful toward everyone, not just women he wanted to impress.

“I heard you’re divorced,” he said directly.

I appreciated his honesty. “Yes.”

“Are you seeing anyone?”

“No.”

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