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o own Although time for something I'm not entirely sure. Time to keep checking voiceless mail, hopefully he'll think of "another thing" to tell me? Time to find him on every intersection, every eateries, every bar? Time to make things wrong, jump on a taxi and go back to Newton Avenue? So I resisted all that I wanted right now and instead I nodded and said, "I believe in your decision." That's the truth, of course. I really believe in Andy's decision. At this point, I trust your judgment more than mine. But I realize that other ambiguous feelings are rising - the negative manifestations of passive aggression (1) and resigned tolerance become a traditional wives, and accept The bias that never existed, in any way, in our relationship. Those feelings will pass away, I think. It is just a noise signal on the radar screen of this relationship. Just keep going your way. "Are you sure, honey? Andy asked softly. My hands fluttered through my heart as I...