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Friday, November 1
Brad and I took our first weekend trip together. We wanted to get away from everything so we took the dogs to a remote lodge in the Georgia Mountains.
We couldn’t figure out why there were so many “Just Married” signs on the back of the parked cars.
Then we saw the lobby doors. The ones built in the shape of a giant red heart. We had booked ourselves into a lodge catering to honeymooning couples. I pull into a parking space. Brad is halfway out the door when I yank him back in. “Don’t even think about it,” I say. “We’re not walking in together.”
He relents and I walk in alone. Nobody behind the desk. I ring the bell, walk around. I’ve never seen so many pictures of Richard Nixon, Ronald Reagan and George Bush.
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