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Shortly after my wedding to my first husband, two days shy of my 25th birthday, my mother sent me a card addressed to Mrs. Stephen K. Burley. I had chosen to take my ex-husband’s name — the choice between “Slaughter” and “Burley,” I reasoned, was the choice between “cut-throat” and “heavyweight” — but I…
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This is my conundrum. I am thirty years old. My spouse and I both have full-time, well-paying jobs…
