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The living room is washed in the soft, amber light of dusk. My shoes make a sharp, final tap against the hardwood as I remove them, the long day clinging to my shoulders. The quiet hits me first. Usually, I hear your footsteps running to meet me. My parents are settled on one sofa, absorbed by the glow of the television. Then I see you, curled asleep on the other couch. My mother glances up and rolls her eyes. "Stop worrying. She's just tired." I let out a breath I was holding, a wave of relief, but a thread of unease remains. Why didn't you stir when I came in, you?