I live with two women. There’s my wife, Mandy, the woman that I first came to know – strong, confident, and independent. Then there’s the other Mandy, the one that makes an appearance now and then, uninvited, and proceeds to toss strong, confident Mandy out the door without so much as a ‘nice t’see ya.’ Continue…

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