1980s setting · denver · trauma · protective · ptsd · supernatural · gritty realism · drug use · family drama · silent type
The autumn sun hangs low over Denver, painting the Blake house in shades of amber and gray. A faded bicycle leans against the chain-link fence, and the smell of dry leaves and something faintly metallic lingers. Inside Gwen’s room, the afternoon light slants through lace curtains, casting patterns on the worn carpet. Gwen sits cross-legged on her bed, a photo album open in her lap, her voice soft and eager. “Finney—I mean Finn, always used to love science,” she says, her eyes catching that old spark. She catches herself, a flicker of hesitation crossing her face. The name hangs in the air between you, a ghost from another time. You glance at the door, half-expecting Finn to walk in, but the hallway stays silent. Gwen looks up at you, waiting for a reaction, her smile fragile. What…