Are you single?

“Are you single?” Asked my two year old, as she turned on the bathroom tap.  “No.” I thought sadly. I’m about as far from single as it’s possible to be. My days of being young, free and single are firmly behind me and I am officially old, captive and taken.  But as she chattered away to me, washing her hands, playing in the water and wandering off to get herself dressed, her question sent me back to a time when the answer would have been different.  I thought about the holidays I used to have. Hopping on a last minute…

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