denise beaton

Out of Love

By: Denise Beaton The two Valentine’s Days I remember best were when I was not in love. They bookend my first serious relationship, the first Valentine’s Day I was in a couple, and the first Valentine’s Day I was single. For the majority of my life, Valentine’s Day meant my parents’ anniversary, a wedding all of my family attended except for myself. My mother, previously married, did not place much faith in the institution. She married again for my father’s sake. To drive the point that the legal union was out of romance and not necessity, they went to the…

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