As I worked in the kitchen, I could hear the sound of the front door opening and closing, followed by the sound of footsteps coming down the hallway. I looked over my shoulder to see my husband, Hank, walk in, looking more exhausted than I'd ever seen him before.

"Hey, honey," he said with a weary smile, coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. "Sorry I'm late, I had a big case today that just wouldn't end."