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Not even people who claim they’re ‘family.’”
When they left, the farm went quiet again. Real quiet.
I stepped inside and locked the door. Then I locked it again.
The silence was absolute. For the first time in days, the house felt like mine.
I walked from room to room, collecting what they had left behind. I didn’t throw things. I didn’t scream. I cleaned.continue reading …
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