Teacher s Pet
It was the autumn of 1997. I had just turned thirty-seven. I had long since divorced my first husband and, by now, I was no longer struggling to support myself, my daughter and son. I had gone back to school and earned my BA while also working full-time. My BA enabled me to land much better jobs than I had been getting with only a high-school diploma. By this time, I had met and married my second husband, and we'd had two daughters together. He was more supportive of them than he was of my two...
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