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Cleaning House: When Work Becomes Fornication

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The phone call I made after the divorce did not remain just a moment. It opened something that had been closed for years. The relationship with my parents was established again. Not instantly, not perfectly, but it began. The silence that had lasted seven years was broken, and from that point forward, contact returned to life. Around the same time, another unexpected support appeared. My ex-wife paid for six months of rent.