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“… Who do you, who do you Who do you think you are? Ha ha ha, bless your soul You really think you’re in control? ” — Gnarls Barkley

On a cold evening in Washington DC, after a long and frankly awful day at work, both sides of this equation sat on a light blue chesterfield sofa; they had bought it together and after seeing it at home they joked it made their living room look like a law-firm waiting room. They were both holding a long stem glass of red wine and thinking about their options. She had been in a terrible accident not long before that night. He had gotten a  glimpse at how life would be without her. She now knew one really can go anytime.

They both concluded they had to make a change, enough running around.

He pulled out a printout he brought from his office. “there is this job, it’s in California, I think it could be great”; she agreed, she thought “what are the chances anyway”…

A few month later while she was in a work trip the phone rang… “hey” he said “remember that job?” well, I got it….

She fell silent… this was no longer an unlikely event. This was happening…