Walking hand in hand does not mean they are in love - Part II

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I was in constant touch with my friend almost lending her my shoulder. As she just could not digest what was happening to her. Days became months and months became years. Her children spent time with her and shared their time with their father as well. Life was never the same for my friend as her husband lived in the lap of luxury while she had to rough it out. She finally decided to look for a partner. She advertised and she did meet someone. The marriage was solemnised - my husband and myself were their only guests. But that man ran away with her jewellery never to be seen again. He was a foreigner. I hinted she should try and get back to her husband. She called him and what do you know it was love at first call. He was missing her too and he too was single. I am not in touch with them now as much water has flowed under the bridge since our last encounter but I am sure they will be now happy.