While rushing home, I caught my tiny children abandoned in the woods, injured and unrecognizable. I burst into my parents’ house yelling, “What did you do?!” My sister coldly replied, “You lost your rights.” Before I could react, my dad choked me out. Then, my phone rang with a call from the ICU…

linear journey; it is a jagged, unpredictable climb. Theo bounced back with the terrifying resilience of toddlers, his body retaining no memory of the heat that nearly claimed him. He runs through our backyard now, his laughter echoing off the trees, completely oblivious to the ghosts that hide in their shadows.

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