My Mom Skipped My Housewarming for My Sister’s Move and a Week Later My Phone Wouldn’t Stop Ringing After a TV Episode Aired

school. I did my geometry worksheets there, my English essays, my secret sketches of rooms I had never seen but somehow already knew. I spent hours in that garage while Madison practiced dances in the living room and my parents cheered and recorded everything, and I was learning, quietly, that the world inside my head was worth building.

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