The Quiet Presence That Saved My Family Home in Autumn

wall-mounted heater hummed a low, dry song that smelled of dust and scorched metal.

Evelyn sat on the edge of the second double bed, carefully unwrapping a plastic lid from a paper cup.

The small laminate table between our beds held two paper plates with toasted English muffins and a small tub of margarine.

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