A Christmas.

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Feelings for Dax came in waves, super charged electric waves. The type you don’t see coming and you have to catch your breathe after. He was funny, witty and friendly. My heart would skip beats when I saw his name appear on my caller ID. We could talk for hours about his work, my work, cooking, politics, running. He was always willing to lend an ear and give advice. We never brought up Claire, but I figured it was because he didn’t want to connect emotion to our friendship. That ship has sailed long time prior for me. I kept thinking the worst, so I wouldn’t be disappointed. What happened next rocked me to my core.

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