Busty Sherry's divorce sends her home to her son.
Enjoy.
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Sherry had the wind knocked out of her by her divorce when she reached the age of forty-four, but by the time she was approaching her forty-fifth birthday, things had turned around. At first, Sherry didn't know what to do with herself or even where to go. With her mind in a haze of confusion, she ended up moving in with her son, Joel, who had an apartment not far from the center of their city. The apartment was good sized, with two bedrooms, one of which Joel had been using as an office. When his mother moved in, he set up his work station in his bedroom and let her have the spare.
"Oh, darling, I hate to put you out," Sherry had told him with a resigned sigh.
"You're not, Mom, trust me," he'd replied. "I'd rather have you
