Time To Go
He turned to his mother, his voice full of anguish. “Mom, I love you, but this must stop. You need to gather your belongings and return home as quickly as possible. Petunia, humbled by the discovery of her actions, nodded meekly, her eyes downcast with shame. Silence hung thick in the air as she realized the gravity of her deeds. Joe walked his mother to her room to grab her belongings, the weight of the fractured family dynamic pushing down on him like an unbearable load.
Time To Go
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