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The next morning arrives far earlier than either of us wants it to. At just after five-thirty, sunlight is starting to creep through the curtains of the guest room while Greg groans dramatically into his pillow. “This,” he mumbles sleepily, “is cruel.” I laugh quietly from beside him while pulling

The low rumble of the Yamaha finally softens as Greg guides the bike into the long driveway leading up to the house. The evening sun hangs low in the San Diego sky, painting everything in warm gold and soft orange light. After hours on the road, the city air feels different. Warmer, calmer, carrying

Later that evening, the house feels entirely different. Not empty. Not silent. Alive. Soft music drifts quietly through the downstairs speakers while the city lights twinkle outside the enormous windows overlooking San Diego. The last traces of sunset has disappeared completely now, leaving the hous

The next morning, sunlight spills softly through the large bedroom windows, bathing the room in a warm golden glow. Somewhere in the distance, gulls call faintly near the coast while the city below slowly begins to wake. I stir first. For a moment, I stay still beneath the blankets, blinking sleepil

The morning we leave San Diego feels strangely exciting. Not stressful. Not emotional. Just exciting. I stand in the driveway beside Greg’s car while the early morning sun stretches across the quiet neighbourhood. I double-check that I have packed all I need while Greg loads the last of his bags int