I thank him for letting me just sit and hang out.
"You're not feeling well," he says. "You just relax; enjoy the fresh air and sunshine."
"You realize all the voices from my childhood are calling me lazy right now."
He put down his trowel. "Honey, you need to realize the only voices that matter are the ones you hear today."
I love this man so much.
I chose wisely.
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