It was roughly three years ago. I was in my kitchen preparing lunch. As I typically did, I turned on the radio to catch up on some news and the political talk of the day. I listened for no more than five minutes then promptly turned the radio off in frustration. I dried my hands and picked up the ringing phone. It was my husband. He usually called at lunch time to check in with the boys and me.
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