Scar(r)ed
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Haley didn’t bother calling out when she got home. The house answered in its usual way anyway, quiet and warm and faintly smelling like detergent, like something safe. Her backpack slipped from her shoulder to the floor by the stairs with a soft thud, but she didn’t stop to pick it up. She didn’t stop for anything.
He hadn’t been at school.
That sat heavy in her chest all day, like something sharp and lodged just under her ribs. It wasn’t new. It wasn’t even surprising. But it never got easier, that empty desk, that too-casual shrug from the teacher when attendance was called, like it didn’t matter, like he was just another kid skipping class.
Haley knew better.
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Or, Haley takes care of Aaron.Series
- Part 1 of Scar(r)ed