![]() ![]() He’d nearly kissed his best friend’s girl. If Sean hadn’t walked in when he did, he would have. She’d seemed so sad, he’d felt compelled to kiss her. ![]() He pictured Lauren’s face as she’d looked earlier this week in the office. ![]() He glanced around the space that would eventually be his temporary home-and felt the same dull ache in his gut that hit whenever he remembered the fact Sean and Lauren would be building a future in this house without him. They’d been hard at work since dawn and it was just about time to break for lunch. Between Chad’s classes and grading papers for the course he was teaching to help pay for tuition, and Sean working two jobs, they’d be lucky to finish this damn apartment by the year 2050. This year we stepped away from the formal end of term ceremonies as we wanted to put our children & families at the heart of our celebrations& we can. ![]() It was Sunday-the only day they had to work on his basement apartment. /rebates/2f97815053154482fGiven-Sunday-Wild-Irish-Carr-15053154412fplp&. He could hear Sean cutting another two-by-four behind him. “He ran the back of his forearm along his sweaty forehead, trying to capture his perspiration before it rolled into his eyes. ![]()
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