After nearly 8 months, it was time to get rid of the beard. Megan loved it and I tolerated it. I liked not having to shave but I kept finding things in my bearding (or felt like things were in my beard). In fact, I approached Megan to kiss her and she moved away. She pointed out something in my beard, then said she thinks she is done with the beard.
So, I shaved the next night; in stages, of course.
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