I Memorized His Schedule Better Than My Kids'
Soccer is Tuesdays. Her flight lands Thursdays. I am a calendar for a man I can't introduce to anyone.
I know when his wife travels.
I know when his daughter has recitals.
I forgot my son's dentist once because I was calculating a window that wouldn't explode our lives.
He said I plan beautifully.
I plan like a criminal.
My kid asked why I'm always checking the calendar.
I said work.
Work is a man who texts "green" when the coast is clear.
I hate that I understand the color system.
I hate more that it works.
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