She stills with one foot on the first step. "I couldn't think of anything, though. I just realised something tonight. That I really have been operating under a constant level of duress. To the point I have no idea what makes a house feel like a home. I thought I knew. Hence, the rearranging. I thought it was that simple. I was wrong. But I never had the opportunity to find out. You have. You do." I think about my brothers. My obligations. But also, the fact that this is who I am, who I wanted to be—fuck—want to be. "I don't." She glances at the ground, sadness flittering across her face. It
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