OPAL

After everyone has left and it's just the two of us, reality sinks in too deeply.

The house feels so empty without her parents. I remember walking into this place and smelling her mother's delicious cooking from the kitchen. Her father would be downstairs in his basement, where she and I would bother him constantly. He never minded, though.

He wasn't like my father in the sense that he didn't mind our noise. Whenever Gwen was over at my place, my father would always find a way to ...