The Tackle

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Thankfully the next morning we were allowed to have the day off for the unexpected weekend work load. I holed up in my apartment cleaning and organizing furniture and fixtures. It's felt like ages since I last cleaned up even though it was just a month. Besides mom is dropping Kaye for a short visit s***h babysitting her, since they booked an overnight stay at a resort in Achilles for their third year anniversary. If it was some other kid I would have complained and went batsh*t  about it but it's my beloved Kaye, an overnight would soon be over before I know it. "Don't be a pessimist Bee at least you get to see her, whatever is the reason behind it." I reminded myself as I pushed the grey couch at the center of my living room. Dusting off my hands and anchored it on my waist. Scanning th

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