Chapter 3 - Walking Back Home Past The American Flag Porch
David scooped his daughter up into his strong arms, standing tall and motionless on the suburban park pathway.
He turned his back on Elena without uttering another single syllable, his boots crunching firmly against the gravel.
They walked side by side down the quiet residential street, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the pavement.
Ahead of them stood their classic American suburban house, its white wooden siding glowing brightly in the golden hour light.
A classic US flag hung proudly from the front porch pillar, rippling gently in the crisp autumn breeze.
Elena hurried behind them on high heels, her breath coming in shallow, frantic gasps as she realized her facade was cracking.
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“David, please stop walking away from me like this! You are letting your emotions override common sense!” Elena shouted angrily.
David unlocked the front door with a steady hand, stepping into the cool foyer without once glancing back at his wife.
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