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Josh drove towards home in trepidation. The call from his wife had drained him; he wished he could crawl into a rock somewhere and hide from all these issues. If only that were possible, he thought, but he was a man and a man doesn’t run from his problems. He anticipated the verbal wash-down he was bound to receive from his wife with a shiver. The woman had the tongue of a viper, just as poisonous. Theft! Hah! As if he didn’t have enough problems acclimating his wife to the idea of the children staying with them. He just couldn’t