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Pristine. Immaculate. Suffocating.
A typical two-story suburban house with cream-colored siding and a perfectly manicured lawn that my father mowed every Saturday morning without fail. The kind of house that looked warm and inviting from the outside, like something out of a catalog for the American Dream.
But I knew better.
I stood at the front door, shopping bags in hand, staring at the brass knocker like it might bite me.
My stomach was in knots. My c ...
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