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Grapevine : August 2011
go to a meeting with her? My mind clamped shut. A couple of months later, she called me up, sounding strangely chipper again. She was still sober. Did I want to come to dinner? There was no mention of a meeting this time. I decided to accept the invita- tion, mainly because she seemed genuinely happy, and it bothered me. Though I would never admit it, I wanted what she had. It seemed she was accomplishing something that had always eluded me -- getting clean and sober. When we met for dinner, it was hard not to stare at her face, which had completely transformed over the last few months. Gone were the puffy eyes, ruddy skin and haggard look. Her eyes were bright and clear and her skin smooth and translucent. She had lost that look my husband sometimes refers to as "tore up." She aagrapevine.org 13