“Nova Scotia…”

My alarm goes off.  It’s Monday morning, and the last day in my work every weekend, five day work week.  I immediately reach into the fullness of blankets next to me, and locate my husband.  He has just finished the last of three, 12 hour night shifts.  We said goodbye to each other on Friday morning when I left for work, and we both spent the weekend working opposite shifts.   He sneaks in early in the morning, and I sneak out a little after that.

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