“I gave notice at work and applied for a job in London. When I came to pack I had only a few more possessions than the first time I went south, and our mutual friends, relationships of nearly a decade, were now all Fiona’s. With colleagues I used the phrase “trial separation,” and they offered con-dolences. As for my mother I tried several times to explain that I was moving and would be visiting less often. She nodded and continued to describe the night she’d first seen radar. “And then the beam... leaped up,” she said, clasping her hands, smiling. Fiona and I communicated mostly through notes. Before we had shared child care and household tasks. Now I did the shopping, cooking, and cleaning while she took care of the children, keeping them away from me as much as possible. Of course they sensed the tension and were difficult by day and rest-less at night. Together one Saturday morning she and I explained that I had a new job in London and would be living there for the foreseeable future.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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