It wasn’t alarming enough to start an argument, but it wasn’t normal either. A tiny sliver of doubt settled in her chest, thin as a thread but impossible to ignore. The week rushed by in its usual blur.
School drop offs, late dinners, laundry piles, half finished homework, Zoom meetings that ran long, and the constant hum of a household that never really stops moving. But even with all the everyday chaos, that moment in the driveway hovered in the back of her mind. Why would Adam care so much about something as ordinary as a car trunk?Continue reading…
