He imagined his mother’s reaction when she opened the door.
He imagined his father complaining that Matt should have called first.
He even imagined them sitting together at the kitchen table, laughing about old memories.
But when Matt turned onto their street, he noticed something strange.
The house was dark.
At first, he assumed they had gone somewhere.
Then he saw two figures huddled beneath the awning of a closed store.
Plastic bags sat beside them.
Their clothes were soaked.
Matt slowed down.
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