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At 4:37 on a Monday afternoon, my eight-year-old daughter was sitting on the front steps of our house, too exhausted to stand, while the people who had promised to pick her up were taking pictures at the zoo.
Chapter 2 I barely remembered signing the emergency departure form at work. My supervisor approved my request to leave immediately, and I retrieved my phone and keys before rushing to...
6 days ago
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