The Itch That Took Over My Hamilton Home
It began with a single, suspicious bite on my ankle. I blamed a mosquito, a rogue spider, anything but the truth. Then my daughter complained of itchy welts on her arms. We changed laundry detergent, stripped the beds, and hoped. But the bites kept coming, appearing in clustered lines like some cruel, invisible constellation on our skin. The dread started as a low hum in the back of my mind....
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