Harriet~I am exhausted mentally from all the push and pull.No truer thoughts have been thought.Devon and I are not fighting but we are not talking either.He has been moving around the house in measured steps, I am always hearing him before I see him. When he’s not next to me, I can tell where he is by the door opening, the cabinets closing. Or his voice when he’s talking to the workers and when he is next to me, he doesn’t look at me unless he absolutely has to.I swear, the absurdity of it makes me want to look at him more than I actually want to.Just when the construction workers are about to start the most of the heavy duty job, the snow falling gets heavier. The weather forecast comes in that the snow is only going to get heavier.By mid afternoon, while reading in the library, I notice the workers have rounded up the day and start packing up to leave early. From where I stand and look outside, the driveway is already starting to disappear into the heavy snow.“It’s supposed
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