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The summer of 1976 was a hot one, and I was a single parent with an 18-year-old son, Simon. I never imagined that the heat of that summer would ignite a fire within my own…
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The summer of 1976 was a hot one, and I was a single parent with an 18-year-old son, Simon. I never imagined that the heat of that summer would ignite a fire within my own…
Sarah pushed her hair back. It was Saturday. Cleaning day. Again. Her son, Leo, was 21 now. He still lived at home. Of course. He was a good kid, mostly. Quiet. He loved his computer.…
It was a typical Friday night, and I was being a loser—curled up on the couch in my threadbare jogging bottoms, controller in hand, half-heartedly grinding through missions in GTA V. The room was dim,…
A few months ago, my parents decided to invest in a hot tub, we recently had all our backyard renovated and it looked great and spacious. I have no idea what brought on this sudden…
The exhaustion of a gruelling week, punctuated by extra hours on Saturday night, left me craving nothing but serene solitude. Instead, a family lunch loomed. At twenty-three, five years removed from my childhood home, I…
The vacuum cleaner hummed its dull, comforting song, a familiar drone that usually lulled me into a kind of mindful trance. Monday mornings, right? A fresh start. Or so you tell yourself. I was halfway…
The long drive was finally over. Mum and I stumbled out of the car, tired but ready for a proper sleep. We’d booked two single rooms at the Grand Hotel. A little treat, she called…
It was one of those Friday nights where the silence wraps around you like a wet towel—heavy, suffocating. The kind where the TV hums in the background, but you haven’t heard a word in hours.…
Exhausted after an all-day drive, Mom and I finally reached the hotel just after 9 PM on Tuesday night. We were both desperate for some personal space, but it turned out the universe had other…
The rustle of the duvet was what first stirred me, a soft, almost imperceptible whisper in the otherwise silent house. I’d been drifting, somewhere between dreams and full wakefulness, but that sound, so close, pulled…