Though I was on a (annual) business trip, and though in my absence there was (by my wife and young son) a trip to the market that included buying ice cream, and a trip to the mall and eating out, I was told that "we" needed milk just before I went to bed (last night after coming home). Apparently no one can buy milk like dad can. It's nice to be "needed," even if no one actually acknowledges it verbally.
The thoughts of a writer.
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