Fics like A Second Chance

This room was an exact match for her one at home, right down to the pattern on the tiles and the colour of the walls. Alma wasn’t sure what to make of that yet. One thing was for sure though: this strange, living house was trying to help her. “Thank you,” she said quietly, unable to raise her voice. She swallowed heavily, her throat tight and her heart breaking. The shutters waved slightly. The tiles danced and the wardrobe swayed. Alma was aware of a faint sense of welcome, love, sorrow, protection. This house was not natural. Nothing about this night was natural. Pedro was dead, her babies would never know their father; so many of her friends and neighbours were gone forever. She didn’t know what happened to her parents. Everyone outside was expecting her to help them, to guide them. And this house wanted to help her. * Alma Madrigal has just lost her husband and gained a miracle. She has a following of traumatised, injured people looking to her for guidance. They, and her babies, are relying on her strength. But there's one among them all who offers help and comfort: her strange new sentient home.

Fics like A Second Chance

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