![]() “So, what, you watch movies, like a book club reads books, share thoughts?” Avery asked. “So it’s something like I’m doing?” Sheridan asked. “H’m clear ‘nouf,” Grumble replied, with a dismissive and stiff wave of the arm. They meet in the morning, when he’s a little more clear.” “Plan for the first movie is to watch late tonight or early tomorrow. “Just started yesterday, still figuring out a routine,” her dad said. “It’s going pretty well,” her dad said, food in hand, that he’d pulled out of the canvas bags. Still feel weird, like the Wolf is closer when I’m hugging him, she thought. “That’ll make me wither and die like a vampire in the sun,” Sheridan said.Īs Grumble was guided into the living room, the way through to the kitchen and upstairs got clear, and the clog cleared.Īvery left the box in a corner of the living room with some other boxes of things in transition, and gave Grumble a quick hug she hadn’t been able to manage before. “Miss ‘nobody pays attention to me’ turning around and saying ‘don’t rope me into this’,” Sheridan teased, poking Avery near the armpit with a hand holding a bag of wrappers and things from the car. “-nically two apartments, a house, a backyard, garage, and patio Avery likes hogging.” “ Technically two apartments, a house, a backyard, and garage.” “ Technically two apartments and a house,” Rowan interjected. “Technically an apartment and a house,” Sheridan said. “You can put the box with the other things we’re moving between houses.” “We ordered in, it’s on its way, it won’t be long.” Avery had to hang out on the front steps to wait until there was room to slip inside, squeeze to the side to let the door by, and then there was Sheridan with the trash and snacks, Rowan and their mom with groceries, and Kerry squeezing between them, while their mom tried to keep Kerry from bowling Grumble over. ![]() Grumble took one step every three seconds, with assistance, and Avery’s dad supported him, so that basically blocked the hallway. The family being together.Īs Sheridan had predicted, there was a clog. But Kerry seemed happy over it, and if Avery had to guess, it was the sort of thing that replenished her parent’s Self. She could imagine it becoming a dumb little ritual, making a big obnoxious show over being apart for a little while. But Sheridan and Rowan had stopped in while the kids were sleeping and then left again for a bit. It was a bit silly, since Avery had been home a while- she hung back. They navigated their way up the slightly icy driveway, and then up the stairs. “I’ll come back for the big bags,” Rowan said, grunting as he got all the bags at once. “I might be a suck-up but you just suck sometimes, Sheridan,” Avery said. “If you want, I can take the big bags in,” Avery offered. “You used to be such a sweet little girl,” their mom said. “Counterpoint: if you really think about it, mom’s indirectly responsible for every bad thing in my life,” Sheridan said. “You know, you could do mom a solid and take on the burden,” Avery said. Having the big bags means I’m standing there awkwardly until the clog clears.” “Because the front hall is going to be clogged, having something lightweight but stinky gets people out of my way. Grumble stood in the doorway, only seemingly able to stay upright because their dad was holding onto his armpit. Which had backfired more than a few times, but that only made her dig in harder. Sheridan ascribed to a philosophy of ‘do a job badly enough and you won’t get asked to do it again’. “I’d give you the option of groceries but I think you do intentional harm to things like bread or eggs whenever I do.” “Take in the trash or be a beast of burden.” “You really need to work on your lying,” their mom said. Sheridan, it’s your choice if you want to bring the trash from the car and the leftover car snacks or if you want to bring in the big bags from the back.” “Rowan, if you could bring the grocery bags in, please and thank you. ![]() Avery climbed out of the car, taking a cardboard box, while her mom gave directions to the others.
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