These Roses Were For You

But you never cared at all, did you?

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Every weeknight begins the same way.

My purse slumps to the floor. I shrug off my coat at the door before replacing it on its hanger in the closet. Then I toe my heels off and switch to the comfort of slippers. Just this one transition, small that it is, feels like such a relief after a long day of juggling projects for my department…