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A House Holding Its Breath

Ever since Mason died, our house seemed to hold its breath.

The silence settled everywhere — into the walls, into the coffee mugs left unwashed in the sink, and into the closed bedroom door at the end of the hallway where my daughter now lived like a ghost in her own home.

Most mornings, I would stand outside that door with continue reading …