The Day I Walked In Early
Yesterday, I returned home earlier than usual. I wasn’t expecting anything out of the ordinary, but as soon as I stepped inside, I sensed something unusual.
And then I entered the living room. What I saw left me completely stunned.
The room was a whirlwind of open boxes, loose papers, and stacks of old photographs scattered across the floor. My in-laws were sitting cross-legged on the rug, flipping through worn family albums I had never seen before.
My heart raced with confusion and, if I’m honest, irritation. It looked like they had turned my living room upside down.
“What’s going on here?” I asked, my voice sharper than I intended.
