olin was glad Stacy finally took a weekend for herself until she came home from Nashville wearing long sleeves in brutal heat. He tried to ignore the uneasy feeling in his chest, but one careless moment revealed something that made him question everything. My wife, Stacy, had her first girls’ trip in years. I was the one who encouraged her to go. For months, she had been walking around like a phone stuck at two percent, still working somehow but ready to shut down at any…
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