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Two Months

Author: Tummy
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-18 15:34:11

The house was still as,

Daniel sat cross-legged on the edge of his dining table, a newspaper open in front of him, one hand holding his usual morning cup of coffee.

His hair was still messy from sleep, and he hadn’t bothered changing out of the navy T-shirt and sweatpants he’d thrown on after his shower.

The article he was reading had nothing to do with work but everything to do with escaping it.

Then, the front door flew open.

“Dano!” a familiar voice roared from the hallway. “Dano! Dano!”

Daniel sighed, setting his mug down. “I’m right here,” he called out, loud enough for his voice to travel. “God, what now?” he asked himself,

Just as Henry his father stormed into the room, nearly tripping over the rug at the doorway.

His eyes were wild, his blazer was half-off one shoulder, and in his hand was a white envelope he clutched like a winning lottery ticket.

“I told you!” Henry said breathlessly, waving the envelope in the air. “I said it, didn’t I? I told you there was a pos
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    Irene was already late. The realization hit her the second her eyes flew open and landed on the time. “No—no, no, no—” She shot out of bed, nearly tripping over the sheets, heart slamming hard against her ribs. Twenty minutes she had just about twenty minutes to get to work. The bathroom door flew open and she rushed straight into the shower, twisting the knob, gasping when cold water hit her skin. “Oh my God, why today?” she muttered, scrubbing at herself in frantic, careless movements. “Why of all days…” Last night flickered through her mind—Daniel, the bed, his grandfather, and that stupid performance they’d been forced to put on. She shoved the thought away and rushed out of the bathroom, barely drying before pulling on the first clothes she could find. Her hands shook as she buttoned her blouse, missed one button, went back to fix it, then gave up and grabbed her bag from the chair. She slipped into her shoes and hurried toward the door— —and then stopped short.

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