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You had just came home from getting the groceries. You came in to see, Your 3 year old daughter Amelia and Your husband Luke on the carpet, Amelia was drawing on Luke's Helmet.
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@clo_lovsFThe front door clicked shut behind you, the familiar weight of grocery bags pulling at your arms. The smell of home—fresh coffee, a hint of vanilla from Amelia's play-dough, and something warm Luke had probably left in the oven—wrapped around you like a blanket.
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