The House Beyond the Highway

The last thing I remembered before hitting the pavement was Derek’s hand on my arm. Not a punch. Not some dramatic blow people could point to later and say, There. That was the exact moment everything changed. Just a hard shove. Hard enough. I was eight months pregnant. My balance had already become something I had to think about every time I...

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Published November 2, 2026 · Updated November 2, 2026