Allie’s POV
My bones protested as I stretched my stiff back. I hated how easily I got tired these days or sleepy. The doctor had said it was normal, at least for now.
“Are you alright?” Henry looked worried.
He had volunteered to put Joan’s stuff together, and today we were sorting her clothes. Now, Joan’s closet is like a walk-in boutique, filled with different styles, textures, colours and designers. So, today we were sorting each of her clothes into different categories. The blouses, the peplum tops and every other type of blouse. That way, it will be easier for me to store them and aid in searching.
“Yeah, I am fine, just sleepy.” I stifled a yawn at the back of my hand.
“You can take a break if you like. I can’t believe Joan is the owner of all these clothes. Did she ever wear
