დ Rosalie დ
By the time evening settled over Raven Hollow, I couldn’t stand the house another minute. My mother had gone to bed early. The television was off. The kitchen was quiet. Even the walls felt like they were listening. I stood in the hallway for a moment with my keys in one hand, staring at nothing, and then I left before I could talk myself out of it. I didn’t tell my mother where I was going. I wasn’t even sure at first. I just drove. The roads were dark and damp beneath the headlights. The town looked polished in places, hollow in others. Streetlamps cast weak pools of light across empty sidewalks. By the time I pulled up outside the bar near the edge of town, my thoughts were still moving too fast to settle. The place looked exactly like the kind of bar that men like my fathe
