Two Jakes, Which One To Love

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Waking up, I found two husbands in my bed.

18-year-old Jake, with a sparkle in his eyes, said, "So, can I call you my wife now?"

I glanced at 28-year-old Jake, who was still pretending to be asleep, and shook my head.

"Nope, we're getting divorced soon."

...

The scar on 18-year-old Jake’s face was still pretty noticeable. Looking at it, the first thing I remembered was him, face covered in blood, grinning like a fool at the hospital, holding out a crushed bouquet of flowers as he confess