Tom Armstrong woke to the muffled sound of his newborn baby crying. It was his turn to do the night feed. He tossed the bed covers off and made his way over to the crib, glancing over at the clock through the cracks between his eyelids. It was 3am.
He fed and gently rocked his son until he fell back to sleep. Suddenly, that feeling hit him. Without thinking, Tom walked downstairs towards the kitchen. With his baby in one arm, he opened the fridge and reached for a can of beer.
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