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Leaving Their Home for Good Chapter 9
Years passed.I completed my undergraduate degree at Imperial and moved straight into a funded graduate program.The university offered me student housing, but I still spent most nights at Dr. Redmond's place.He always joked that he was getting old and the house was too quiet without someone around."At least come home for dinner," he would say.I understood what he was really telling me: I wasn't alone.Every morning, he left a mug of hot tea on the table for me.No matter how late I returned from the lab, a light was left on for me.Money stopped being something I thought about every hour.Scholarships, university funding, and paid research work gave me more than enough to live on.I bought clothes because I liked them.I owned my own computer.Simple things that once felt impossible became ordinary.So this was what a normal life felt like.One afternoon, I came back from the lab to a message from Ms. Lambert, my old senior-year teacher.We still spoke occasionally.
Leaving Their Home for Good Chapter 8
After several months in Landorll, I stopped feeling like every ordinary comfort might be taken away if I used too much of it.My days moved between lecture halls, laboratories, the library, and Dr. Redmond's place.I didn't count every pound before buying lunch.I didn't worry about whether I could afford to eat dinner.Once my mind was free to focus, my grades rose naturally.One evening, after finally solving a physics problem that had bothered me for days, I leaned back and rubbed my neck.That was when I noticed the old Canadian dollar coin on my desk, the one that had come one minute too late.I held it between two fingers.I hadn't thought about home in a long time.I used to believe I'd remember every insult forever.Instead, Landorll kept giving me new things worth holding on to. The old ones didn't matter anymore.I thought life might continue that way indefinitely.Then one afternoon, after class, I turned the corner toward Dr. Redmond's building and saw three fam
Leaving Their Home for Good Chapter 7
Connor went completely still."Like him?"His eyes reddened."So now you think he's better than me?"He leaves and suddenly you remember everything good about him? Then why did you throw him out?"Mom went pale. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out.For years, she had convinced herself that I was taking resources Connor deserved.Connor was the child who needed protection.Connor was the one who should come first.But after all these years of giving him almost everything, he still wasn't satisfied.Dad's expression hardened."Enough. Both of you."But Connor couldn't stop."You promised I could be your only son."You said if I wanted something, I could have it."Now I ask to redo one room and suddenly I'm selfish?"Silence swallowed the house.For the first time, Mom and Dad seemed to understand that nothing would ever be enough for Connor.When I was still around, they could always pin the blame on me.Now I was gone.Then Mom remembered the single cardboard
Leaving Their Home for Good Chapter 6
Back in Vancouver, Mom began clearing out my room.Only then did she realize how little I owned.Everything that belonged to me fit inside a single cardboard box."Mom, why are you spacing out?"Connor glanced in."Just throw Micah's stuff out. I still need help moving my clothes before the contractors get here."She said nothing and went to help him.When the renovation crew arrived, the small room was already empty.One wall—the one adjoining Connor's bedroom—was covered with physics equations in my handwriting.A contractor stared at it."Your kid must be serious about school."Dad snorted."Serious? He likes pretending. Probably copied all that from somewhere."He pointed at the wall."Tear it down."The first strike of the sledgehammer made Connor grin.Within days, the two rooms became one large bedroom and closet.Connor filled the racks with clothes and shoes.That evening, Mom cooked an enormous dinner. Dad opened a bottle of wine.Then, unexpectedly, Mom sa
Leaving Their Home for Good Chapter 5
Before we boarded, Dr. Redmond bought me a phone and activated a new number."Your scholarship covers tuition and living expenses," he said. "Stop worrying about money. When we get there, your job is to study."I tried to thank him.He cut me off."Don't thank me. You earned this yourself. You're exceptional."My eyes burned.I cried before I could stop myself.No one had ever praised me like that before.Growing up, praise belonged to Connor.If his grades improved even slightly, Mom and Dad celebrated and bought him whatever he wanted.If he did badly, they comforted him.When I came home first in my class, they barely glanced at the certificate."You've shown off enough. Put it away before your brother sees it and feels bad."I had learned early that applause was for Connor.Now someone was telling me I was exceptional.Dr. Redmond sighed and handed me a tissue.When the plane lifted off, I watched the lights below grow smaller until they blurred together.Images fl
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Mom shoved me through the front door.I stumbled and almost fell.Connor was already holding up his phone.A transfer notification glowed across the screen.It was six hundred dollars—my tutoring pay.That money was a month of early mornings, late buses, hoarse explanations, and careful lesson plans. It was the first money that had ever truly been mine, and I'd planned to use it to start a new life."Give it back."My voice came out raw.Connor ignored me.He opened a shopping app."These shoes are nice. So are these headphones. Oh, and this jacket."One payment confirmation followed another.By the time he looked up, he was smiling."Six hundred dollars disappears fast. I barely bought anything."The room swayed around me."Give me my money back."He raised his eyebrows."Back?"For years, your allowance came from the money I saved using coupons. Now that you finally earned something, of course it belongs to me."Something in me broke. I screamed and lunged for the
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