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Every day, Jackson wakes up thinking about his grandfather, Pop, who lives next door.Being a full-time caretaker isn’t easy—especially when you’re doing it for free with no support.Pop isn’t the only one Jackson has to worry about. His mother is disabled; she can hardly walk without a walker and suffers from severe nerve pain.Jackson carries the weight of his family’s health on his shoulders—it’s heavy and crushing. But he never minded. The only time he had to himself was the occasional video game and smoke break.At just twenty years old, Ja...
Author’s Note:This story is set in Russia, but it is purely fictional and not intended to reflect any political stance or real-world events. The cold wind burns my cheeks a crimson red. The snow crunches under my boots, leaving a trail behind me. Snowflakes fall like scattered ash, blinding my view ahead. The air is crisp and biting; it snaps like a rabid dog — too cold, too bitter for a foreigner like me. Finally, the hotel comes into view. My slow, careful steps become erratic and fast as I try to catch up to the place I know offers warmth...
Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of death and grief. “So, Charles, I want to start by having you think of what you and your daughter Eden used to do. Think about the most memorable things you used to do together.” I lay back and comply with my therapist sitting in front of me. I close my eyes and drift off to how things used to be. Three months priorMay 13, 2018 — the day of my wife’s funeral. My daughter Eden and I were on our way home. I was driving, and she was in the backseat. Now, I still don’t know if she understood death a...
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