I Took Back Everything They Called “Ours”

trip.

A cookie tin.

Dad opened the door and followed Mom out before I could answer.

I didn’t chase them.

I locked the door.

Then I stood in my living room, one hand on the ring, the other on the back of my own chair, and listened to the quiet I’d paid for.

Would you have taken it all back too? Tell me.

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