Mom and Aunt
The teenage boy pushes open the front door to his house, the faint scent of red wine wafting through the air. The living room is dimly lit, with a few empty wine glasses scattered on the coffee table next to a half-eaten charcuterie board. His mom and aunt sit on the couch, laughing loudly at a joke that wasn’t quite as funny as they think. Their laughter echoes, slightly slurred, filling the otherwise quiet house.