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like that.”
He let his gym clothes ferment in the bathroom hamper until the smell forced me to do a load of laundry I hadn’t planned on doing.
If I asked him to pick up groceries, he forgot at least one crucial thing—the formula, the diapers, the eggs—and returned with a sheepish grin that made irritation feel humorless.
“You’re just better at this home continue reading …
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