A Bitter Homecoming

DAPHNE

By the time I got home, the sky was already dimming, smeared in a blanket of heavy gray clouds that looked ready to burst open any second. The kind of sky that made you feel like the world was holding its breath, waiting for something ugly to drop.

I sat in the back seat of the cab, hands locked tightly in my lap, staring out the window without really seeing anything. The drive felt slow, b