 I was a liberal feminist. He was Mr. “God’s Plan for the Family”. I was a Democrat, he was a Republican. I had lived on my own for the previous ten years. He was still living at home at age 27.
I was also a not-Italian, not-Catholic, hard-nosed Wall Street bitch who my future mother-in-law was certain would break her Italian Prince’s heart. I was one of “those” Christians, from that Bible thumping “protestante” church he had been attending. Surely I wasn’t the right girl for him.
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