We knew it wasn’t going to end well. But this time, Walter went too far. I could live with the drug dealing, the lying, the murders. But in the show’s finale, the erstwhile Mr. White dealt our relationship a fatal blow. He died. He looked peaceful at the end. But I’m not. I’m upset. Sigh. What do you say about a love affair that was too hot...

It’s dangerous telling you this. I have a husband, after all, and he does read the blog once in a while, and with my luck, he’ll pounce on this post. And what about all those drug lords and junkies? How will those guys take this news? But confess I must. Good for the soul, I hear, and while I’m not entirely convinced of that, here goes: My...