watched everything I put in my mouth, even commenting casually on how much salt I used.
I called it love. Today’s young people call it OCD; enough articles have been published
about obsessive-compulsive behavior to educate even the very young as to the visible symptoms that often demonstrate this disorder. Millions were avid fans of Adrian Monk,
the brilliant ex-detective of the San Francisco Police Department, who not only suffered
from OCD, but had 312 phobias that kept him housebound, unless the police chief needed
his brilliant expertise on a murder case. The show, Monk, was on the air for eight seasons
I wasn’t bothered by how obsessive Alan’s behavior was towards me, because we were
both people with obsessive tendencies. If anyone had observed us together and suggested
A DIVINE ACCIDENT
that I should be furious about his make-over criticisms, I would have been offended and
highly defensive. After all, I was twenty-four, an adult who knew my own mind.
We finalized our wedding plans amid great excitement. I was going to have the most
gorgeous wedding money could provide, because it would involve my father making a
command performance. All of the people he had conducted business with over the
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