We’ll have nowhere to live.”The bone the author's brother found while renovating his home (August 2017). “It’s not just a dirty bone, Tomer. The author, right, and her brother, Rob, on Halloween in 1982. The author's brother, Rob, and his son during the COVID-19 pandemic. How the trauma I faced as a child had nothing to do with living in a supposedly haunted house — and yet, it haunted me just the same.

Source: Huffington Post October 30, 2022 18:00 UTC