“Welcome home.” My mom and dad grip me in one of those suffocating familial bear hugs. “Everyone has missed you.”
We trudge through the cold wind, even though it’s summer, with my bags hoisted on our backs.
The old man overseeing the general store waves, welcoming me home.
The twins, who could barely toddle when I left, run through my ankles giggling with their father hot on the trail.
My ex’s teen sister stares from their doorway.
Missing are the old man’s wife and my dad’s best man.
I swear my ex’s sister was practically glued to her best friend …
The same buildings, brimming with the same faces, stand squat against the skyline.
Impatiently I rap my mom’s shoulder, “I thought they were building here?”
“Oh.” With a wave she spreads gossip like butter on hot bread, “I can tell you what’s been new …”
But, oh Resolute, I remember you.
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