He’d come home late, stare at numbers like they were threatening him, and tell me it was “temporary.”
Every time I asked if he needed help, he’d say the same thing:
“Just a little longer.”
And I kept paying.
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He’d come home late, stare at numbers like they were threatening him, and tell me it was “temporary.”
Every time I asked if he needed help, he’d say the same thing:
“Just a little longer.”
And I kept paying.
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