Ten.Seven Hundred & Thirty-Three
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Oh wait, that’s right. Frozen waffles. I can relax.
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Just make sure everything is scheduled and ready to go. Because top priority is hammock time.
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Day one.
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140 days.
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I look at my hand and see it’s gone. I pace the ground in front of me hoping to see something gleaming. Nothing. He helps me look for 10 minutes before he goes inside to do his own errands.
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Nothing. It’s gone.
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The woman is so sweet. She tells me to beg God to return it to me. That I might be surprised. That it’s what she does whenever she needs something.
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He tells me it’s okay but it doesn’t feel ok.
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We had to come down at some point.
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It feels like there’s a hole in my heart.