Last week, I stepped into a parked, red Sienna mini-van with my friend Karen, to see if we were breaking up. Karen and I had been close friends for years, made all the cozier by the fact that our same aged-boys were also friends. That is, until a few months ago when, powered by their moody adolescence, the boys started fighting.
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