Sarah watched from the window – her right arm in the natural resting position on the sill, while her left hand fidgeted with the flower pot. It was a warm sunny summer evening and her two boys were at play in the back yard – it should be a happy time. But where was her husband, Matt? – it wasn’t like him to be late coming home. And he seemed distance lately – Sarah caught herself before going down this path and returned her focus to the boys.
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