I was cleaning up dinner last night when I heard it.
It was my husband, I thought, laughing loudly at something back in the mancave.
Except, it wasn't.
It was elder, who sounded amazingly in the moment like my husband.
I listened for a moment, he and his brother, laughing, sharing a moment.
And marveled again at how any more I can't seem to tell my men apart sight unseen.
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