I found him in San Miguel de Allende. I was with my friend Cristina eating yogurt fruit ice and meandering into shops. The sugar was shocking and joyful and we spooned a bite from each others’ cups. At home I’m a sugar-wary co-parent of a middle schooler. Life is scheduled. To be in another country with a friend is to be released. To be in another count…
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