63. Brown Fudge

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    The crown sat between us on Jacob’s desk, and I tried not to stare at it. It was hard not to. The jewels glittered in the light of the desk lamp, casting light fragments onto the wood below. I looked up at my husband. Even though he was happy to have it, I knew it was a heavy burden to bear. He looked so alive and so tired at the same time. I reached over the desk to grab his hand.     “Let’s go to bed,” I said. “You need your rest.”     He nodded. “You’re right.” Jacob rubbed his face. “The first day on the job, and I’m already exhausted.”     I smiled. “You did great, though. There were many people who were appreciative of you today. You probably saved a lot of people.”     Jacob sighed. “There’s still a lot to do. The city was so destroyed. It’ll take forever to rebuild.”     “

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