At 3 A.M., My Brother Dragged Me Out of My Bedroom While Dad Laughed—He Had No Idea What the Smoke Detector Had Recorded
No explanation required.
I drove home.
The duplex stood at the end of the walkway.
Its front door had recently been repaired.
The loose hinge no longer scraped.
The latch caught cleanly.
I carried the groceries to the steps.
Reached for my keys.
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