My Dad Left Me The House Until My Mom Moved Her Partner In And Forced Me Out

I sat in the passenger seat of his truck and looked out at the streetlights going past and felt the particular numbness that lives on the other side of a very large feeling, the quiet after the noise, the cold after the fire. He said I was always welcome and that I should not let anyone tell me otherwise. I believed him. I held onto it.

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