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Q: Not exactly. I have no problem with divorce since, as others have stated, everyone has their reasons, however there was one person that I dated briefly but upon hearing the reason why he divorced I opted to end the relationship. I remember, we were having brunch and were talking about our past relationships and what happened. He brought up his marriage. I had previously known his divorce but, up until this point, not the reasoning. He told me, straight out, that he had cheated. Now, cheating in itself is one thing. I try not to judge since everyone has a past and I was never always innocent myself, however his attitude about it was what was very off-putting to me.
He didn't seem remotely fazed by what he was telling me at all. There he was, spreading jelly on his toast as he told me about all the women he had cheated on his wife with. He told me about how it had started with a secretary (talk about cliches!) and then graduated to trysts in motels with girls off Tinder all with the same amount of casualness as someone describing how to make an omelette! And when he finally finished the tale of his cheating adventures I asked him if he regretted cheating on his wife with so many women, His answer? "Oh Definitely." Oh good! So at least he regrets his actions, right? Or he's at least a little sorry about it>
Wrong.
"One of the reasons I regret not divorcing her sooner. Had I divorced her sooner, I wouldn't have to have cheated on her so much. But it is what it is and, well, I was unhappy."
I have no problems with divorced men. I can forgive a man who has cheated in his past. But a man who had no problems cheating so frivolously and, in all honestly, would likely do it again without problems? Nope, not for me. Question: Who did the guy in this text first start to cheat on his wife with?

A: His secratary.
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Q: November always dragged around the station, but today was one dead Sunday. Not one car pulled off the interstate all morning. Nothing hit the drive but a thin steady rain, puddling slow rainbows in the oil. Me and Harnie just tilted back our chairs against the cigarette rack, watched the monster movie, and waited for the game to start. The big flying turtle was about set to barbeque downtown Tokyo when the drive bell rang, and up sluiced a car so damn gorgeous it hurt to look at it. A '37 Buick Roadmaster it was, painted a red so rich it was nearly black, that straight eight engine whispering like a lover while teardrops of rain rolled down the chrome grill. Out climbed this tall fellow, dressed like God's grandpa done up for a wedding or a funeral. His skin was brown as a buckwheat cake, with creases deep as drainage ditches. Took a mighty long stretch of sweat and toil, love and birth and dying, to carve a face like that. He flexed his shoulders, then rolled his neck till it cracked. He pulled a pack of Camel straights from inside his vest and flipped one out. "Got a light?" His voice was deep and warm, half gravel, half honey. I tossed him a pack of matches through the open door; he caught it left-handed, then flipped it open, folded over a match, and struck it with his thumb. "This the town with the dead fiddler?" he said after a long drag on the smoke. "You might say so," I said, ignoring the look Harnie gave me. Nobody talked about her; I wondered how this fellow had even heard about her. "Ain't a fiddle, though. It's a cello, like in the symphony." The stranger shrugged. "Close enough." "She ain't d-dead, neither," Harnie said. "M-more sleeping, like." He puffed out a wreath of smoke. Then another. "Let's go wake her up," he said. "You best not try, mister," I said. "She been sleeping for thirty some year." Question: Who pulled up at the scene?

A: A stranger
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Q: Being prepared for the unknown is something most people know we should do, but the majority of us don't take time to actually do it! We have lived in a state prone to hurricanes for eight years and didn't really have anything ready in case of a natural disaster. Recently, we moved closer to the coast in this region which forced us to make a hurricane emergency kit.
If you don't feel like putting together your own kit, you can order one from Amazon! Here's an affiliate link to one that's for four people. (Four Person Perfect Survival Kit Deluxe) They have several variations to choose from.
Preparing a Hurricane Emergency Kit
I will walk you through a few things to consider when preparing an emergency kit.
Saving Money
I would be lying if I didn't say that I was financially driven to prepare a kit.
The state of Virginia has one three-day sales tax holiday weekend beginning the first Friday in August.
Yes, saving on tax pushed me to buy a bunch of stuff that I just may need one day.
In addition to saving taxes on emergency preparedness items, customers can save tax on clothing, footwear, school supplies, and Energy Star and WaterSense products. For complete details on qualifying items and more, please go to Virginia's Government Tax Page.
Not in Virginia? Search "your state" + "emergency preparedness" or "emergency kit." You can replace "hurricane" with "earthquake" or "tornado" or any other applicable term for your area.
Depending on how much you purchase, the saving on taxes can add up pretty quickly.
Be Prepared Before Preparing
Heading out on a tax-free shopping spree won't save you much money if you're buying items that don't qualify for the tax-free holiday, or you buy a bunch of items you don't actually need or won't use.
The National Hurricane Center offers supply lists and emergency plans, along with a ton of resources to help you gain focus. Question: Who bought many emergency items during the tax-free holiday?

A:
The narrator
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