It did not need to.
It was simply a different choice.
And sometimes that is how families change.
Not through one enormous apology.
Not through a perfect ending.
Through one different choice after another.
I pulled away from the curb and drove home feeling lighter than I had in years.
A seat freely offered, I finally understood, was worth more than any place I had to purchase.
Disclaimer: This story is fictional and created for entertainment purposes only. Any names, characters, places, or events are fictitious or used fictitiously. No real person or organization is intended to be portrayed.
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