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I opened the front door.
The cool air from inside brushed my face.
I carried the groceries through the hallway toward the kitchen.
One avocado rolled loose inside the bag.
I remember thinking I should set everything down before it bruised.
Normal thought.
Normal house.
Normal wife.
Then I heard the water.
Not laughter.
Not conversation.
Not music.
Just the pool.continue reading …
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