By Zack Plair
For 17 days, my apartment sat in the relative calm of bachelor living, with only the television and the regular bustle of getting ready for work in the morning breaking the otherwise unending silence.
But yesterday, at about 7 p.m. to be more specific, my apartment again housed the sounds of normalcy as if they had never left.
â€śTurn around and eat.â€ť â€śGo find your shoes.â€ť â€śNo toys in the living room.â€ť â€śLetâ€™s go brush your teeth.â€ť
Zayley has returned â€¦ and not a moment too soon.
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