There's something so humbling about being home, crossing the line into your home state, and just feeling happy.
I packed my bags without a thought. Just the necessities. All I wanted to do was drive home.
The road signs slowly changed from "Springfield" and "Richmond" to "Salisbury" and "The Beaches." Smiling ensued.
Actually, as was well until I made a small pit stop on the way to my dad's. I stopped at my mom's house to pick up a few things. But, silly me, I forgot that they like to turn the alarm on they are away on vacation. And surely enough, I set the alarm off, without knowing how to silence it, and had the police call.
Oh well.
I finally got to my dad's after having a minor heart attack.
And I hugged Connor, Jared, and Olivia.
Home. Love. Warmth.
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