Desperately Seeking The Friend Zone

My husband and I have a German friend, Gunther—late 30s, good-looking, smart, funny, and a genuinely nice guy. Of course, he’s single. A few weeks ago, we were hanging out together, pondering his romance woes over a few glasses of wine. But it wasn’t the preposterous fact that he was still unattached that lingered in my mind. It was an

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Defensive Un-Kissing

We were restless, only a minute left until lunch. The teacher’s voice accelerated over the din of whispers and backpack zippers, like a stereo with a broken volume-control dial. Finally, the bell rang and everyone rushed for the door. My new boyfriend and I gazed at each other across the room, eager to take each other’s hand. I was both

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