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I think I have been at work too much when I find myself looking at a man and child coming out of a store and wondering if he's the stepfather and if he's abusing her and a million other grim sorts of things. It just doesn't occur to me that they are ordinary people not involved in some twisted dynamic. Maybe it was the large number of sexual abuse calls my trainees took today, or the girl who had four child deaths in one week. Or the four year old who got ahold of Daddy's gun and shot his two year old sister in the mouth. Like no one has ever heard of a safety or not keeping the gun loaded or just keeping it somewhere a damned four year old couldn't reach. Jesus wept.

I'm home though, and I plan to maybe not leave my home at all tonight. Just sit here with the kitty, who grows friendlier by the day and play some games or sort through some beads.