Home Improvements (MSgt. Siler)
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Fluid leaked from the air conditioner and an unassembled cabinet littered the floor. His wife sat on an unmade bed, suitcases at her feet.
"I tried nagging. I tried waiting. Neither worked."
Nudging the suitcases aside, he sat. "Isn't this a tad excessive? We'll hire someone." His bandaged hand held hers. "Hazard pay should cover it."
"It's always twelve-hour shifts, week-long quarantines, and when you're home, you're not really."
"I just … can't force myself to try and fix things anymore."
"Neither can I." She kissed his stubbled cheek. "I'll be at my mother's if you need to reach me."