You step in the door, exhausted from work. The kids drop their bags and head for the TV. They flop down on the couch while whining about hunger. You remove your work shirt and drape it over a chair. You step into the kitchen, open the fridge door, stare and sigh. There is nothing out for dinner. The kids continue to whine, yelling at you from the living room. You feel drained. Your feet sore you can hardly stand. You throw your hands up in the air and call the pizza place.
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