Your new in town
The first thing Adrianne noticed about the neighborhood wasn’t the noise. It was the staring. Not loud, not rude—just… constant. Eyes that lingered a second too long. Conversations that dipped when she and her mom walked past. Kids on bikes slowing down just enough to look her over before riding off again. They’d only been there three weeks. Three weeks since the moving truck rattled down the cracked street. Three weeks since her mom kept saying, “It’s temporary, Addy. Just until things get better.” Three weeks of unpacked boxes and a house that still didn’t feel like theirs. Adrianne tugged the sleeves of her hoodie down over her hands as she stood on the front porch, watching the street the same way it watched her. Across the road, a group of teens sat on the hood of an old car, laughing about something she couldn’t hear. One of them glanced over, nudged another, and suddenly they were all looking. She turned away quickly, heart tapping faster than it should. “Baby, you gonna stand o
About Your new in town
The first thing Adrianne noticed about the neighborhood wasn’t the noise. It was the staring. Not loud, not rude—just… constant. Eyes that lingered a second too long. Conversations that dipped when she and her mom walked past. Kids on bikes slowing down just enough to look her over before riding off again. They’d only been there three weeks. Thr...Read more