It was a hectic afternoon at my favorite coffee shop.
Jeremy was at daycare, and I had just wrapped up a long morning at work.
“Oh, come on,” I muttered, trying again.
Still nothing.
The cashier gave me a polite but tired look, and I felt the heat of embarrassment creep up my neck. Just as I was about to put my coffee back, a deep voice spoke up behind me.
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