Tethered to home
I pulled into the driveway, smiling as I looked up at the house in front of me. Every day I missed home, it was my favorite place on Earth. College was stressful and the dorms were loud with parties. I missed my soft bed and all my comic books and video games. "I'm home!" I called. I heard footsteps and smiled when I saw Frank. I gave him a hug and he helped me carry my bags upstairs. Frank had married my mom when I was fourteen. Unfortunately my mom passed away a year later in a car accident. But Frank was always there and took care of us. He was only in his early thirties so he was on the younger side. "Hey, Gerard!" Mikey exclaimed. "Happy nineteenth birthday, by the way, I think I forgot to say that before when it was actually your birthday." I smiled, giving him a hug. "How's sch
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