When the little guy started school, Simone thought she might get a break. A break. As in some free time to read, to lounge around and maybe even nap.
Nope. Hubby went and got his foot crushed and now Simone has been relegated to the role of servant. She shuttles up and down the stairs, fetching this, that and the other thing. She brings him drinks and food. Buckets of hot water to soak his foot. Drives him to appointments in the big city. Does the groceries. Pushes the wheelchair. In short, no free time.
How did this happen? Why did this happen?
Hmmm... Maybe there'll be some payback some day. That might be nice...
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