A Familiar Jacket, a Loyal Dog, and a Discovery I Never Anticipated
The phone rang while I was setting the table for dinner. It was a Tuesday in December, just days before Christmas. The house smelled like roasted chicken and vanilla candles, wrapping paper spilling from a box while the kids argued in the living room. When I answered, Ethan said he was leaving work and stopping…
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