Last Friday I wasn't available to help. Of all the times my newfound strength would have come in most handy, I wasn't even around.
She was hurt. She was bleeding. She was bruised. It was just my wife versus three women bent on destruction of all things humane. Not only did they endanger the life of my wife, but also that of our newly discovered 8 week child.
I could've picked up their car and held it overhead long enough for the cops arrive. But the four minutes it took between the 9-1-1 call and officers' arrival was too long for my wife.
How can I make myself more available?
AM: Dunkin Donuts, Large/Black Cinnamon
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