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Hi Ann! I checked out of the hotel yesterday morning and decided to spend the night with friends of my husband instead. Of course, an hour later my bson called and said he had an old friend drop in yesterday and he couldn't get away. He asked if we could get together last night (after dinner, as I knew he had plans that he couldn't break). In all fairness I wasn't supposed to stick around this weekend but a friend's wife was travelling with their 3 young kids back to my hometown via train this morning so I volunteered to help her (good thing as it was a long ride). I told him that just because I was in town didn't mean he had to see me - to which he said he always had time (so nice).
Anyway, I met him around 7:30 and felt quite bad as I got back to their house very late (around 11:30). My bson drove me back to their place, as I didn't have a car. I was a little concerned that they might ask who he was but I figured if they asked, I'd tell them - NO MORE LIES! They were asleep so I didn't have to deal with it. I find it so difficult saying goodbye to him but I'm almost over the worries that I won't hear from him again - not sure if, or when, that will ever go away! All the best!
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