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The silent nights of curfew
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The silent nights of curfew

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Our house was always full of children and grandchildren. The house has become a big prison for my mother and my father, especially at night with the curfew-induced silence. My mother got breast cancer in 2013, which puts her at higher risk with COVID-19. She hasn't left the house since the pandemic became news, and ever since has been wondering when this all will end. She ultimately leaves the matter in God's hands and does little things in the house that ease her solitude. My dad follows the news of the pandemic closely online. He is cautious, especially given his previous work in ambulances. He is the one who goes out to buy groceries and other household needs and often complains about people's lack of awareness about the importance of social distancing.

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