Home Again A Novel Novels & Stories

“Did we do something wrong?” “No.” “Then, what’s the problem?” “Not many travels pass here. We are strange to them. Nobody orders tea; it’s expensive in these parts. Be on your guard.” “In our village, it’s a normal thing.” “It’s the same in my hometown.” “I wonder. Who is the stranger here?” “They are.” “Noted…”

They had changed back into their normal hair and clothes style. “Better day spent out than being home?” He asked and Jhonia scoffed at him, she lowered her head but glanced up with a smile. “There is no place other than home, a homebody is a home-full person. Nowhere is better than being at home. You can have everything outside at home and feel great, but you can’t home everything outside.” She responded to him, explaining the difference in her point of view of home and outside. He smiled and looked at her as he understood what she meant. In other words, she was homing Nearce as her home everywhere, but she refused to do it twice. She would rather have everything home with her instead.

My sister, Nancy Wood, wanted to be the family's only child, so my mother had my name changed and handed my identification documents over to my grandmother. She even told me I had to pay for everything if I wanted to live under their roof. The change and coupons Nancy got from her shopping were the sole source of allowance I'd get. If she saved 30 dollars from her shopping trips, I would get 30 dollars next month. It was the last day for all students to enter their applications for college. I begged my sister to let me use her computer. She extended her hand. "You have to pay me 20 bucks." I fished all the money out of my pocket. I only had 19 dollars. So, I hastily blurted in a panic, "I

I had to reach my grandfather’s old log cabin on the edge of the woods—the one place David forgot to put on his list of assets because it was in the name of a great-grandfather long since considered missing. Pushing through the haze of anxiety was grueling, but I managed to hold on. After the long flight, I finally touched down in Vermont. I moved quickly, dragging my suitcase onto a bus to continue the final leg of the journey. The anxiety slowly faded, replaced by a bizarre sensation in my head and gut. When the bus doors hissed open in front of Miller’s General Store, the night chill cut straight to my bones as if I were standing naked in a blizzard. The snow was falling heavily, white-wa

Jane asked walking toward Kim in unhurried strides stopping just an inch away from her. "Ever heard of personal space?" Kim said with a raised eyebrow motioning for Jane to move back. She took immense pleasure in watching the frustrated look on Jane's face. "But of course someone like you doesn't understand that, after all you have no problem getting into other people's personal space. Perhaps you don't even mind getting a bit too personal." Kim finished flashing an annoyed looking Jane an innocent smile. "Enough with this false bravado, why did you come back? Surely it's not because you're such a filial daughter and have decided it's time to come back home to mommy and daddy."

I’d been a kid when I’d left and I’d almost forgotten this world. And now I was alone here with a wolve. Well, almost alone. When I caressed my finger over my jeans, a heights nose poked out of the pocket, followed by two fluffy ears. “Zhen,” I coaxed, “get your gorgeous butt out here. We’re home.” Why were my eyes burning? To be home after a decade away and the murder of my parents? Could this truly be my home again? I sniffed, wiping at my eyes and refusing to let the tears fall, even though I couldn’t help imagining what it would have been like to grow up here into a proper Wolve Winner, rather than returning as a stranger who didn’t even know the rules of wolve care.

Now, after all I had been through, I had come to the realization that nothing was more important than being alive. Their love was like candy laced with poison, as tempting as it was deadly. Shaking back to reality from my reverie, I completely lost any motivation to continue interacting with them at all. "You know, there's something you all were right about. Me returning here was a mistake… So let me go, and everything will go back to normal." Without caring for their response, I left the door without another word. As the doors shut behind me, I felt a chain that had been strangling my heart shatter. With a hop and a skip, I hummed as I entered the new home I rented.

**Homecoming** The familiar scent of home—the faint aroma of Claire’s lavender candles, the comforting smell of old wood, and the lingering hint of last night’s rain—filled the air as the Hayes family finally stepped through their front door. Despite the exhaustion from the relentless chase and the constant threat looming over them, the warmth of their home brought a fleeting sense of safety. For the first time in what felt like ages, they were back where they belonged. But the sanctuary of their home was tempered by the reality of the battles still ahead.

Finally, the place was starting to feel like home. Later that evening, I decided to reward myself for all the effort. I lit some scented candles, turned on my favorite playlist, and settled back on the couch with a good book. The soft glow from the candles and the soothing music created a cozy ambiance. As I read, I felt a deep sense of contentment. The apartment wasn’t just a place to live anymore; it was my sanctuary, a place where I could truly unwind and be myself, far from the abusive tendencies of my soon-to-be ex-husband.

Mom started pointing fingers and scolding me as if she finally found a way to attack me. She continued, "We're just asking for a room change, it's not like we're not bringing you along. And yet, you're saying such things—you really disappoint me, Heidi. "Back then, Madie chose to go abroad just to let you experience a complete family. Even after she came back, she was worried you'd mind, so she dared not come back home and rented a place herself. But now, you're even refusing her a room? How could you be so selfish?"