I crossed them off the calendar in the hallway where the girls could see. They’d squeal every morning.
“How many more, Mommy?”
I didn’t realize how badly I needed the break until I had something to look forward to.
But the night before we were due to leave, everything started coming undone.
My husband came home late that day.
I heard the front door open.
Then something clattered against the wall. Heavy. Unsteady.
When I walked into the hallway, he was standing there on crutches.
His leg was in a cast!
For a second, my brain just… stopped.
“What happened?” I asked.
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