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The jack-o’-lantern on Elliot’s porch had a crooked smile. Wren had carved it that afternoon, and Elliot was convinced it looked more confused than frightening.

Moving into a new neighborhood comes with a familiar collection of little moments. A wave across the driveway. A quick hello while bringing in groceries.

Gargi had been looking at the same corner of their dining room for almost ten minutes. “Move the lamp a little to the left,” she

By six on Saturday evening, Brinda’s kitchen had already begun to sound like a celebration. A playlist of religious songs played softly from the speaker

By the time Sneha’s family pulled into their driveway, the neighborhood had gone quiet. A few hours earlier, they had been surrounded by music, bright

Hazel had been trying to get the six of them into the same room for nearly a year. Someone was always traveling. Someone had a