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Chapter 4
Unpacking wasn’t much, just moving everything from trailer to house. Boxes and suitcases remained full since I lacked furniture to hold things. Only kitchen items were put away. I did like that the cleaning had been done for me. There was no fridge, so I didn’t stock up on food. Breakfast was a run to McDonald’s. I wasn’t surprised when Mrs. Springer came through the back gate. She’d always enjoyed an open invitation with my parents and that wasn’t about to change. She correctly assumed that with me lacking furniture, I’d likely be on the patio where table and chairs remained. She had a plate of brownies in hand and found me making a list of all I needed to buy. “Making a list, I see,” she said. “I need everything. It’s a long list.” “Well, take a break and have a brownie.” She sat op
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