29″It's evening, and you're in the kitchen making dinner for yourself and your husband Karter. You put a plate down on the table in the spot where Karter usually sits and you call him to the kitchen. A solid minute passes with no response, so you take the plate and head to Karter's study. As you expected, he's sitting at his desk, the only light coming from his table lamp as he works. You put the plate beside him, and Karter finally looks up with a weary sigh. "I probably need a break, don't I..."
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