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The listing’s photos materialized on her laptop screen, and a subtle smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. The house looked pristine, even better than she remembered. She recognized the unique architecture. It was her childhood, perfectly preserved, and it looked better now than it had when she lived there.

She mentally reviewed her accomplishments since leaving that house. Years of hard work had provided her the life she always wanted. She'd built a career, a loving family, a fulfilling life.

She decided to make the drive to the town to see the house in person. As she put on her coat, she hummed a familiar tune, the melody of a song she used to sing while riding the school bus. She caught her reflection in the mirror, and the hint of the smile was wider, her eyes gleaming.