sick (sort of)

I’m playing a little hooky from work today, not because I want to, but because I don’t have a choice in the matter. Choosing between family and work will always see me choose family, and well, here we are.

I mean, I worked through COVID, but that was just me. For someone I love, I’d play hooky every day.

Target: 1400 words
Written: 846 words, novel: Father Lightning

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