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Hosting While Hurting
Friday night, the house looked spotless.
Jake walked in, impressed, and made a comment about how it “wasn’t that hard.” He even gave me a quick tap on the hip, like I was staff doing my job well.
His friends arrived soon after, loud and cheerful. I stayed on the couch in my neck brace, watching the baby monitor glow beside me.
No one asked if I needed anything.
Jake joked to his friends that I was “on leave” and had it easy, just hanging out with the baby all day.
