As I look at him, sprawled out on the couch, his cheeks still red from the excitement, I realize: How could I stop him from being a firefighter? This is exactly why I married him.
As I look at him, sprawled out on the couch, his cheeks still red from the excitement, I realize: How could I stop him from being a firefighter? This is exactly why I married him.
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