Homecoming
As I opened the front door, the warmth of familiarity enveloped me. The house seemed to exhale a sigh of relief, as if it had been holding its breath until the return of my family, Luca and May. Luca had pulled an overnight shift, while May had spent the night at her friend's house for a sleepover. The quiet solitude of the house transformed into a lively symphony as May's laughter echoed through the hallway. The click-clack of Luca's tired footsteps accompanied the rhythmic beats of May's excitement. I could almost hear the sparkles of joy dancing in her eyes as she rushed towards me, her small frame bursting with the exuberance of a thousand tales from the sleepover. Luca, with her tired but satisfied smile, followed behind, her eyes betraying the fatigue of the long night. Yet, there
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