My Son’s Warning at the Airport Changed Everything

exhausted groan.

Inside, the house was unrecognizable.

Walls were charred to bone. The ceiling sagged, heavy with water. Ash coated everything, turning familiar spaces into ghosts. The kitchen island where Kenzo used to do homework was warped and split, metal appliances blistered like they’d been burned alive.

I didn’t let myself stop.

“Daddy’s office,continue reading …