I left my husband with the kids while I went on a week-long trip, thinking it wouldn’t be a big deal. But when I got home, I found my boys sleeping on the cold, dirty hallway floor.
My heart dropped. Something was wrong. Was there a fire? A flood? No, my husband would’ve told me.
I flicked the light off and carefully stepped over the boys, heading deeper into the house.
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