The night before our first real road trip in thirty years, an email appeared on my screen with a single brutal word:
CANCELED.
Ten minutes later, I discovered my husband hadn’t canceled our vacation because something urgent had happened.
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The night before our first real road trip in thirty years, an email appeared on my screen with a single brutal word:
CANCELED.
Ten minutes later, I discovered my husband hadn’t canceled our vacation because something urgent had happened.
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