It was cold and sterile, no home or cozy touches anywhere.
My porch swing… gone.
A sold sign on a front lawn | Source: Pexels
I stood on the sidewalk for what felt like an hour, trying to breathe without gasping. My hands shook. Kyle’s car was gone, of course it was. I wanted to scream into the wind but all I could do was stand there and swallow the continue reading …