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She donned a saccharine smile as she trudged her way up the stairs with the breakfast tray, replete with a single carnation in a bud vase. With the deep breath she took before she opened the door to the bedroom, she cheerfully bid, “Good morning, darling.”
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Egress into the daylight was painful. Tears flowed freely.
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“Return to the scene of the crime,” he sneered.
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“Mrs. Castille, over the course of the next few weeks, you will see him regress to need a level of care commensurate with a newborn.”
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