Q: What are the chances?


This was a question posed to me by my now ex-husband’s girlfriend, when from my failing marriage, I moved unbeknownst to me across the street from her and her own failing marriage. I now use the phrase regularly, which leads me to believe, that the chances are indeed pretty high that whatever coincidences you think are one in billions, are really much less rare. How could it be that Louis’s mother and I would choose to dress our two children in the same shirt, one that neither had worn before, on the same day… What are the chances, I ask.

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