
On most mornings, I drive Olivia to preschool. Per usual, we were discussing what she’d be able to look forward to at school. I also mentioned during our drive that I’d really missed her and her mom when I was away on business, and that I was glad that we’d get to spend some quality time once again as a family. Looking in the rearview mirror, I could see that she’d given nodding approval to that notion before she averred, “We’re back together now…like a puzzle.”
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