Lizzie’s Meditation
Calvin drove home, his mind a whirlwind of frustration and anxiety. Every event seemed to conspire against him, and the absence of his amulet only intensified his helplessness. The thought of who might possess the amulet and what they might do with it gnawed at him, adding another layer of worry to his already overwhelming stress. His grip on the steering wheel tightened as he navigated the familiar streets, each turn bringing him closer to home but offering no solace from his turbulent thoughts.

Pulling into the driveway, Calvin took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. He turned off the engine and sat in the car for a moment, letting the quiet of the evening wash over him. The house stood still and silent, a stark contrast to the chaos in his mind. With a sigh, he got out of the car and walked to the front door, his steps heavy with the weight of the day.

As he entered the house, Calvin immediately noticed something unusual. Lizzie was seated on the floor in the living room, h
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