My room was upstairs but I heard the party downstairs all night.
It swelled up inside the living room, prodding its elbows into the kitchen and the hallway and at times stretching out to the base of the stairs and the front door’s threshold at the end of the hallway, and it spilled out into the backyard. It was Dad’s late…
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