A family crisis changes the dynamic.
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I'm Dan, 42, good shape, tall. I'm married to Jan. She's a good-looking woman, petite, well-proportioned, who has developed a fondness for white wine-in volume. Our relationship is fine, well, it's getting worse as I cope with her borderline alcoholism. She binges at night, starts at dinner and by the time we're done with the evening, she's killed a bottle and is near comatose. She dumps herself in bed and is dead to the world till at least nine AM. Any attempt on my part to temper her behavior is brushed off. I planned an intervention. I needed Clay, our son, to be home from college on the opposite coast. He's been away for the year and has no idea what's going on. Mandy, our eighteen-year-old daughter, was still at home.
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