Some Walls Are Stronger Than Storms

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I am a storm. Mr. Burt, my reserved and patient husband, is a wall. Or maybe a granite cliff face. A therapist once told us that walls often marry storms, as they are attracted to the wild and volatile nature they can’t imagine possessing. And storms admire the solidity and unchanging nature of the wall and sometimes even enjoy bouncing off it — since the consequences usually aren’t severe.