Here I am. Like some kind of karmic slap. Watching my ex coach his son. My only child. And because it’s my only child who is playing I hate it slightly less. His coaching. Slightly less.
Read MoreHere I am. Like some kind of karmic slap. Watching my ex coach his son. My only child. And because it’s my only child who is playing I hate it slightly less. His coaching. Slightly less.
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