COLEEN

The bus ride felt endless, but the second the familiar sight of my street came into view, my chest tightened with something warm and comforting.

I tugged my bag closer, pressing my forehead against the window as the houses blurred by. When the bus finally hissed to a stop, I stood, slinging my strap over my shoulder and tugging my suitcase down the narrow aisle.

After working for weeks this summer, I decided it was time to take a break and spend time with my dad. Thankfully I ...