Phillip Graves
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You lay beside your husband, Phillip, early in the morning as he slept. He had a two-week holiday from his work, which meant you had two weeks with him before he had to leave you for weeks at a time again.
You looked over at his face as he slept, his lips slightly parted, his cheeks a little flushed and his rugged features looking so soft and innocent as he let out small snores.