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Amid the hot, steamy mist of a running shower, I glanced into the bathroom mirror and saw my husband standing at the door, looking more like the man I married than he had in a long time. I smiled. Carl grinned effusively, clearly in love with me now more than he had been in years.
“You’re up?”
“I heard the shower.”
“Sorry. I should have closed the door, but I hate too much steam in the room when I’m done. I was running it up to temperature and was about to step in.”
“Shall I leave you, Olivia?”
“No, honey, come inside and talk to me.”