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I came in shy of 2,300 yesterday, which is fine. Hannah realized that she wasn’t put here to please man; she was put here to please God. She was about to come home from the hospital when I shut it down last night.

I shudder to think of the editing this is going to take. I’m purposely not thinking about it right now.

For the record (and because I got fussed at over dinner last night), I didn’t have to pull taxi duty on Sunday. Eric did ALL the driving, even when I was ready to walk out the door to do part of it in spite of the fact that I was still sweating blood over word count. He’s good to me.

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