More truth in this story than Green Berets, but both of them draw from real experiences. This isn't a do-over story. If it was, do you think I'd let a hung-over (ex)wife eat Eggs Benedict, with jellylike poached eggs?
Well, maybe there is some do-over in helping her through some of her fears of her own fantasies, with the exception of a couple that bothered me. I wasn't brought up Catholic, so I only observed the guilt externally. When I get to her giving up Catholicism for Lent, that isn't a joke -- well, it's funny but true.