The sentence shattered everything. A child’s quiet confession, dropped like a stone into the still water of a perfect suburban night: “My bed felt really tight last night.” At first, they laughed it off. Then the drafts came. Then the corners darkened. Then the notebook filled with careful, shaking letters and obs… Continues…
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