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Evening

It’s five o’clock, I’m laying in bed with my eyes closed.  Just got out of my work clothes.  Next to me, on the floor, Macy is making short work of an empty waterbottle. Chew chew, pant pant, chew chew.  Outside, three boys are playing basketball on a worn out hoop, and in the kitchen I can hear Kim preparing hamburgers for the grill.

God knows, I’m a lucky man.