I usually write romance... worlds filled with love and peace that isn't real.
This story is different.
During a family game night, a harmless play unraveled into shouting, police lights, and a house that no longer felt safe. Seen through the eyes of an eight-year-old, this memoir captures the fear of adults' anger, as well as the quiet, unforgettable kindness of a stepsister who offered a moment of safety when everything else was falling apart.
This is a story about childhood fear, fractured families, and the small acts of care that can become the eye of the storm.
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