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hips in them, I knew my body had never been a problem for Neil before, but I felt tears form in the corners of my eyes. I pinched the bridge of my nose. I wouldn’t blame myself anymore. Even if I wasn’t the size of a skinny teen, I wasn’t fat either. I’d had twins for God’s sake, even if it was over ten years ago.
    “You can start dating again. Don’t be like me, almost sixty and alone.”
    “You’re not alone. You have Nina.” Mom’s best friend had moved in a few years ago after her husband died. The two women had been two peas in a pod for as long as I could remember. They were just alike—I was thankful Nina was fast asleep.
    Mom continued planning my rebound. “Dean Kimble, you remember him. Now, his boy Dean Junior’s son, he likes a woman with a little meat on her.”
    I huffed. “Revered Kimble’s grandson? He can’t be a day over 21. I’m not dating a kid.”
    “I say what’s good for the goose is good for the gander. But there’s also Gus Stevens, he teaches over at the community college in….”
    I remembered him. Gus was my age and fine, but I wasn’t interested. My heart was too broken. I quit listening as my mom went on and on about me finding another man, a black man this time. Nothing wrong with that, but I didn’t want to think about finding another man period, black, white or purple. Instead, I began thinking about all my mama’s suitors when I was growing up. Her taste in men turned my stomach. My mom had had a thing for low life alcoholics with violent tendencies. I’d gone to live with my dad at thirteen because she refused to stand up for herself or for me. Stopping my mind before I thought anymore, I knew right then and there, I couldn’t stay with mom for long. I didn’t want my kids to ever experience what I had, not that they would, mom didn’t date anymore, thank goodness. I’d die before I let a man abuse my kids. Nevertheless, as much as they loved their “Moomaw”—as she liked to be called and she loved them, the bitterness between my mom and I poisoned the air for everyone.
    The next morning, over more breakfast but this time made by Nina, I gave my kids a choice. They could either stay in Florida during the divorce and the likely custody battle or visit their Grandma June, their dad’s mother in Maine for a while. She was a good woman despite her cheating son. I didn’t say it quite like that though, I put a positive spin on it, saying that their daddy and I had some things to work out.
    Gail opened her mouth to answer.
    I stopped her. “Finish your breakfast before you decide. Really think about it.”
    The kids picked Maine as we were doing up dishes. Having never left the state before either, they were thrilled to pieces. They also hadn’t seen their Grandma June since their Grandpa’s funeral two years ago. After her husband died of a stroke, Neil’s mom moved back to Maine where she was from originally to be close to her sister’s family who owned a little fishing business there. I’d known enough about Neil and his family to know they’d lived a Hallmark Channel life. I wouldn’t have to worry about my kids staying with June for a bit.
    When I’d told June about Neil cheating over the phone, she was in shock. “Maybe it was his dad’s death. I know how much Neil loves you.”
    “Maybe,” I replied, but it hadn’t mattered. “What’s done is done.” I’d spent a year hiding it, trying to justify his betrayal. I’d tried to get over it. The fact he was still seeing the girl and she was pregnant silenced his mother.
    Next I called Neil. On our short phone call, he agreed to the kids going away for a while too.
    I was so happy they could go on an adventure and escape this heartache. I’d wanted them to make the choice for Maine, but it had been a little too easy for my kids to say goodbye to me the next week at the airport. I knew that was my fault. I’d grown distant from them this last year. Just a year before, I’d been their