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280 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 16, 2017
“But even with four aces, I always chose to lose.”
But one day she stopped singing.
She stopped calling me the long, pretty name she'd chosen when I arrived.
I try now to remember why, but I just can't.
I think it was winter; I think the sun no longer had the strength to kiss our heads.
I know I'd accidentally smashed the Virgin Mary.
I'd learned well on the course; I was non-judgemental, patient, gentle. My first caller was a fifty-year-old man who'd been married for thirty years, but had always been desperately in love with his friend Jim.
'What should I do?' he'd asked.
It wasn't for me to tell him, only to listen, ask the right questions, and let him figure out his own feelings. I was shaking when the call ended but felt empowered.
“…loneliness is hallmarked by an intense desire to bring the experience to a close; something which cannot be achieved by getting out more, but only by developing intimate connections. This is far easier said than done, especially for people whose loneliness arises from a state of loss or exile or prejudice, who have reason to fear or mistrust as well as long for the society of others.”