Memory 59
More and more laundry littered the house. Lea was matching socks and Daniel folding them. Gale and I worked on everything else. Claire was silent in the next room. I was sure it would snow in the middle of summer. Claire was not a quiet baby. Suitcases on the floor with open mouths that Lea jumped into when she was bored. Gale would be moving in three days and you were holed in your room finishing off a commission piece.
"Keep him sane, ok." Gale whispered.
"I'll try."
I couldn't promise her anymore but she smiled. I liked your sister.

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