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Part Two: The Officer's Wife

     “We never know whom we marry; we just think we do. Or even if we first marry the right person, just give it a while, and he or she will change. For marriage, being [the enormous thing it is] means we are not the same person after we have entered it. The primary problem is … learning to love and care for the stranger to whom you find yourself married.” -- Stanley Hauerwas      The green orchid bouquet, a symbol of health, good fortune, and success, now looked brittle and fragile. It hung upside down by the wrinkled ice-blue crepe dress. Both looked tired in the cramped closet. Since the rushed wedding last month, they had lost their charm. Though it was nearly noon, the sun had not made an appearance. Winter had been harsh. A lifelong resident of northern climates, Buffalo's cold felt sharper—relentless. It settled in her bones, untouched by heat or wool. The paper forecasted today’s high at a chilly 24 degrees, but with lake winds and over a foot o...

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