God damn it.
The aforementioned Sara is a thing of the past. I was dumped for the Late J.C.. That is, she decided our religious differences were, after all, a little more than her spirituality could handle. Ai yai yai! The smile is still around, but it's usually more of an amused smirk than a sincere grin. I miss her something terrible, but hey, that's the way it goes ain't it? I thought about noding about her, but the story is a tad melodramatic and I doubt I'd be noding for my grandkids or earning any bullshit.