I thought I was prepared, turns out I was hopelessly underprepared. Wandering back and forth, arms gone limp. The mind a mixture, like a thick soup. I snapped out of it. She clasped my hand tighter than ever, “I’m scared”. I pulled myself together, focus, focus, focus. I realised now this was my first job as a father. Stay strong like…
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