The Wife Who Longs for Arizona

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I handed in the divorce papers the day Jenny came back to base.

Last time around, she'd died and left a will asking to be buried with the man she loved but could never be with �C her commanding officer.

The newspapers had romanticized their tragic love story as a testament to free love.

Even my son, the one I'd raised, told me to step aside.

All so they could be together in death, since they couldn't be in life.

So this time, when Jenny asked to adopt a child, I said no without a second