Beyond the Divorce

I was confident this was true, even though it was simply conjecture.

There was not much left in Bibury.

It's just that my dad was most reluctant to leave behind his books.

"We'll set out in the next few days and return as soon as possible! We'll see how things go," my mom said.

"You must settle it when you return, or I'll take charge.

Whatever needs to be given away, give it away.

Your home is in Foswood, and Bibury was never your home.

Why hold onto it?" I said this intentionally.

My mom's face stiffened momentarily, and she sneakily glanced at my dad.

Afraid they might overthink, I quickly added, "Am I wrong? I am your home, right? I've stayed in Foswood, so why do you want to return to Bibury?" My mom looked relaxed after I said those words, so I knew my theory was correct.

Bibury was not their hometown.

"When we're not here, come back early to care for Ava," My mom said, looking quite worried.

I'll book your flight tickets, and if you want to send things back, you can ship

convenient this

this place, and I don't want them to be here," I reminded

you can book

early." My mom seemed to have made up her

house in Bibury because Ava

quickly called Carol and asked

I hung up the phone, my

at my mom and said with a smile, "Why do you need another home? Isn't this place your home?" My mom shook her head lightly as if speaking to herself, "It's different! If it's sold,

close relatives of ours there?" I asked

my memories, few close people were there,

had many

"Of course there are

you're rarely at home, so you haven't seen them much!" "I haven't seen our

I lay on her

when, but her temples

glanced at my

head slightly as if lost in

was after

your head and

to see many doctors, and they said you needed to recover slowly." My mom's voice became smaller as she spoke, obviously lacking