So Katy had decided that afternoon to find herself someone a bit more senior.  Her grandmother always said marry someone ten years older, because then you’ll always be the younger woman.  She wasn’t exactly sure how to go about it, but she figured it must be even easier in Austin than in Longview, and a girlfriend of hers had found a doctor twenty years older than her there.  Granted, Katy wasn’t too sure she wanted to find someone twenty years older, but a nice round thirty was sounding pretty good to her right now.

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