It was supposed to be a regular business trip, but I managed to wrap things up early. I couldn’t wait to get home to my wife and kids.
I imagined the look on their faces when they saw me walk through the door, two days ahead of schedule. The thought made me smile as I drove up our quiet street.
I’m 32, and my wife, Emma, is 27. We’ve been married for seven years, and we have two kids—Liam,
