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Sara is downstairs this evening, reclined on a couch. She's looking through a list.
Nursery plans are present, among other things. She's keeping half an eye out for a particularly fabulous little brother; Mark isn't the best at color coordination, after all, and she'd like his input.
"Six weeks until my leave starts," she mutters to herself. "Six weeks. That's....close."
Distractions are welcome.
Nursery plans are present, among other things. She's keeping half an eye out for a particularly fabulous little brother; Mark isn't the best at color coordination, after all, and she'd like his input.
"Six weeks until my leave starts," she mutters to herself. "Six weeks. That's....close."
Distractions are welcome.