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As Sarah crawled along in traffic on the downtown streets of London, Thomas and Janie prepared for the trip back at home. After packing and double-checking their to-do list, it was almost time to depart from their country estate, but they were stuck waiting on Sarah to return.

Thomas considered the time it would take to travel into London, and decided it would be more practical to meet Sarah at the airport. He called to let her know, but she didn’t pick up. He tried again... and again... but still no answer.

She’s probably on the phone with someone else about work, he thought. She’ll check her messages as soon as she’s done.

“Hi, this is Sarah,” the answering machine said. “I’m busy at the moment, so leave a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as possible. Thanks.”

The line beeped, signaling for Thomas to leave his message.

“Hey Sarah,” he said. “I hope everything’s going alright at the office. We’re ready to go, and running out of time, so just meet us at the airport in London. It’ll be easier for us both. See you there in a few hours. Love ya.”

Thomas hung up the phone, confident that Sarah would get the message in a few minutes.

“All right sweetheart, you ready?” he asked Janie as she rounded up her teddy bear and her little beach hat.

“Readier than ever!” she said with excitement. “What about mommy?”

“We’re going to meet her at the airport,” he answered. “She must have gotten tied up at the office. You know how much she loves her job.”

“Yea, I know,” answered Janie. “She loves it too much sometimes.”

“Hey now,” your mother does her best to give you everything you need. She works hard to give you the things she never had as a child.”

“I know,” answered Janie. “But I already have everything I need. I just want her to be home more.”

“Don’t worry sweetheart,” Thomas answered. “That will all start to change this weekend. That’s why we’re taking a break for this trip. It’s going to get our priorities back on track. Trust me, it’s just what we all need.”

Meanwhile, back in London, the traffic finally began to clear, and Sarah made her way onto the highway. She felt that if she hurried, she could still get home before they had planned to leave. If not, they would just catch a later flight. At least she didn’t have to worry about the office now.

In the passenger seat of the black BMW M6, Sarah’s phone was tucked neatly in the pocket of her fancy leather purse. Though the red light blinked every few seconds, indicating a message had been left, she had no idea. If only she had not turned the phone on vibrate the night before… but it wasn’t so.

She pressed the gas pedal closer to the floor, and sped off into the pouring rain.