I asked her out for dinner a few times, and before I knew it, we were getting serious. She told me she had given up years ago on trying to find someone to share her nonconformist views. And now, here I was.
“Within a year, we were married. Claressa, aside from being the joy of my life, was a great help to me. It was she who taught me how to really stand up to people and tell them what I thought. Oh, she did the standing up herself for a while, but I soon caught on, and though I floundered a little at first, with her at my side, improvement came quickly and easily.
“We had a great life together, Claressa and I, for a brief span of two years. Then, I don’t know exactly what happened, but somehow, the relationship began to deteriorate. I guess our respective individual traits kept coming through more and more, and we began getting on each other’s nerves. I guess we should have realized it would never have lasted with two people who were so strongly individualistic. Nothing I did would please her, and the declining state of my finances didn’t help either. Finally, after another half year of miserably attempted togetherness, we were divorced.”
“That’s sure sad, Manaheem,” said Herod, staring into the now empty glass.
“Yes it is. But one good thing came out of it. She taught me to stand on my own, and I’ve stood ever since. I never found anyone else like her, and I know I never will.”
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