I still can’t believe my husband showed me love like this: leaving the championship game at the beginning of the 7th inning.
The Royals are winning, the crowd roaring as I listen from my bench in the crowded playground area behind the white fountains. I’m not paying attention to the game, only to the throbbing in my left temple.
My son and I meander back to our blue seats where my husband and daughter watch the baseball game enthralled.
I’m about to receive a simple act of sacrificial love that doesn’t wake me until the next morning.
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