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They were in a 20 year relationship. Never married, but did live together for a significant amount of that time. The relationship was a difficult one for the most part. He abused alcohol and subsequently her as a result. She left him 2 years before she met me. He died 6 months into our relationship. What I didn't know was that he was in very poor health and still living in the same house with her. I found this out AFTER he passed away. Keep in mind, we were in a LDR, so we'd always meet halfway. Mini vacations once or twice a month.
I completely understand the grief she still endures. Hell, I even understand reaching for a drink when life gets to you. But calling me by his name is just too much.
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