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Odd Love Story
by Jan Oscar Hansen
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Fall came early that year, the north westerly blew, there was sadness
in the air, I just knew something was not right. It was on a day like this
my wife said she wanted a divorce, and she had already worked out
the details of the settlement, I could keep our log cabin. She knew me
so well it was the only thing I wanted. My wife is a keen athlete, she
likes to run and go skiing, it was only natural that she married the man
who runs a sports shop. My exercise is to get up from my typewriter
walk into the kitchen to make another cup of coffee.
 
A rare beautiful winter day, blue sky and pale sun, there was a knock
on my door, I opened, saw her green Volvo disappearing down the lane;
by the door, a bag of cooked food and jam. And twice a week she does
this, but now I wait till her car has disappeared. "Love and cherish..."
she is a good catholic, takes her promises seriously. In summers, she
runs past my house, looks straight ahead and I pretend not to see her.
July 17 ,2011
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