Just Another Day
Joe Keeling, 45, drove home in the pouring rain, his tires splashing against the pavement. He resided five miles from work in Burnby Town, Ohio. He exhaled heavily, exhausted from another long day at the warehouse. He was looking forward to a satisfying hot lunch. His wife was continuously spoiling him. The prospect of sinking into the comfort of his own home should have been reassuring, but recently it felt more like entering into a battleground. He knew his dinner would be disrupted.
Just Another Day
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