In another class conversation with the teacher Karen we discuss the good and bad love relationships we've had. I tell her about the on-and-off nine-year affair I had with a married woman when I was in my twenties. "Fue un error," I say.
Karen starts laughing really hard, bouncing up and down in her seat. My phrase isn't quite right, but I have no idea how to say that although I don't really regret the affair, it's not something I'd ever do again...but I can't even think about this because Karen is laughing harder at this than she has at any intentional joke I've made. I have no idea why she finds it so funny.
"Un error," she repeats and shakes her head, chuckling softly.
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