“Well, I might have kept more than you think. I never got rid of anything, hoping you would come back. I’m pretty sure whatever I kept is in Sarah’s room. It’s probably best if I help you look for it, though.”
It took Bobby a moment to answer, “You kept everything? Even the…”
Right then Joan walked in the kitchen. “Did you ask you aunt about the clothes?” Joan asked.
Theresa carefully switched the sippy cup back for the glass and walked over to the refrigerator. “He did. I will go up with him in a bit and get him settled. Do you want any apple juice, sis?”
“No thank you. we are trying not to drink all of those sugary drinks anymore. Maybe some water?”
“Water would be fine for me, too auntie.” Interrupted Bobby.