8 Why Did She Leave?
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DEAR DIARY,
I woke up this morning to the familiar sound of the front door closing. Lucas was leaving for work. By the time he started up his truck, I still hadn't clued in that there was a beautiful woman beside me in bed.
My mind was lost in Dreamland. I'd forgotten all about the night before: picking up Juniper from the train station, buying a Christmas tree (which we stashed in the garage for now, on the assumption that it'll drop needles faster if we bring it into a warm house right away), then writing in my journal while Lucas, Candy and Juniper fell asleep in front of the TV.
It was after midnight when I finally nudged Juniper awake and asked if she wanted to sleep in my bed.
She trudged dozily into my bedroom and collapsed, fully dressed, on t
