Adina had settled into a regular 9-to-5 job. It wasn’t glamorous, but it allowed her to provide for her children and spend time with them—something she hadn’t been able to do in a long time.

"Talita, do you have your milk?" she asked, fastening her briefcase while glancing at her her.

"Yes," Talita said, taking a sip from her bottle.

With a quick check of the time, Adina grabbed Talita’s hand and hurried out the door.

The school bus pulled up just as they reached the curb. After making sure Talita was safely with her teacher, Adina turned and walked briskly toward the bus stop.

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At work, the usual...