At 3:17 A.M., Police Told Me My Husband Was Dead—But He Was Sleeping Beside Me
“Right.”
“Good.”
“Should I show identification?”
“Maybe.”
Humor returned.
That mattered.
PART 50 — I STOP USING “NAIVE”
For a long time I said:
“I was naive.”
My therapist corrected me.
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