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I always knew you thought I was crazy. I imagined the way you probably talked to your friends about me, telling everyone how I cut her
pictures out of our photo albums when how could I not? she had nearly destroyed me, us, any possible future. And she was in so many pictures, huddled there with her face pressed against your
shoulder, her arm around our only son.
Throughout all this, I couldn’t help marveling at your lack of concern, your utter indifference to my feelings.
So now our albums and scrapbooks have only photos with jagged edges. You and I and sometimes our son are smiling, but it’s always what’s not in the picture that people wonder about.
There’s the outline of a shape, for one thing, her shape. You can see from the outline how trim she was, how slender
