She came home to Mark on a rainy Tuesday. He was on the couch, scrolling through a catalogue of cribs he’d bookmarked. “Honey, look at this one—converts into a toddler bed,” he said, not looking up.

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But Mark was a kind, predictable accountant. And kindness, she learned, was deeper than any script.