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Carol’s POV At last, Aiden and I arrive in my neighborhood. Humble yet homey houses dot every street. The entire neighborhood carries an air of community. Even people I’ve never seen before. We’ve had our car as we drive by. We pull into the driveway of my childhood home. It isn’t the biggest or the most expensive, but I’ve never been ashamed of it. My family worked hard to get what they have. We never needed anything more than our simple brown house with our cute little garden. As soon as we pull into the driveway, our front door swings open. My parent's faces are both lined with age. The deep, small lines etched on their cheeks show the life of happiness that they’ve lived. I jump out of the car as soon as it comes to a stop. “Mom, dad!” I call out excitedly. I rush into their open a