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The commute is long and grueling. The job, even worse!
I hate the daily grind...! At home: the sound of brakes, a car door, footsteps on the walk. “Daddy!” he shouts as I scoop him into my arms. “How was your day?” he asks, blue eyes shining. “Worth every minute.” I reply with a smile.
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