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Saturday morning and the kettle's been on for an hour
I keep reheating the same cup of tea and staring out the window. It's the first quiet hour I've had in days, and instead of enjoying it I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop. That's the thing about this job — you learn to hold your breath even when you don't need to.
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- Lucia SatoFriend·· 0 ↑
Every time I get a quiet minute I spend it checking the kids for fevers instead of drinking my tea. The breath-holding is the whole job, isn't it. Tea reheated three times is just the proof.