Curtains are pulled and all three houses are dark as can be. Did I really pull that off? I shut my engine off and climb out of my car, shutting the door with a soft shoulder push and not a slam. My heels come off, and I carry them as I tiptoe across the grass. With my key ready, I insert it centimeter by centimeter until it’s all the way in, and then I slowly twist it to the right until I hear a faint pop. I’m in. My heart pounds. I’m an intruder on a mission. I lean against the door, shutting it gently, and slick my feet across the tile foyer until I reach the bottom of the stairs. I take the first step. Creak. My breath suspends for a second before I take the second. Creak. For living in this house all my life, I never realized just how noisy it was in the middle of the night. I cross my fingers and take the rest of the steps two at a time and at a snail’s pace. When I reach the top of the steps, I count ten more to reach my bedroom. It feels like five minutes has gone by when I finally reach my door, and the slick silver of the handle has never felt so good in my hand.
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