MELISSA had fallen at preschool earlier that day. The doctor had recommended that they watch her closely for the next eight hours as she might have a slight concussion. Tyler knew they needed to keep their tax appointment that evening. It was gettingtoo close to April 15 to cancel and reschedule. He suggested to Caralee that he could go himself, but she insisted that they all go. As they sat down with Alan to go through the pile of 1099s and W-2 slips, Melissa slipped to the floor to play with the toys they had brought. Tyler passed across the list of expenses for the small farm operation. The farm had actually done better this year thaa ever before. The operation had shown some profit, and Tyler would have to pay in some extra Social Security taxes with the income taxes.
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