He Changed the Locks on My Parents’ Anniversary Gift

He’d already started accepting bookings.

Without asking.

Without permission.

Without shame.

Mom wiped away another tear.

“He told your father that if we came inside again…”

Her voice broke.

“…he’d call the police.”

The words hung between us.

Even the wind seemed quieter afterward.

I extended my hand.

“The keys.”

Daniel laughed.

Not awkwardly.

Not defensively.

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