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me to scale back my hours at work.

He leaned back in his chair, arms folded, confident as always. “We don’t need you working full-time,” he said matter-of-factly. “My salary is enough to cover the bills.

If you worked part-time, you’d have more time for the house, the errands, and eventually, the kids. Doesn’t that sound ideal?”

I stared at him, my coffee continue reading …