Joan dropped off her bags in the guest room and began to unpack. Bobby joined her in the room and asked how the unpacking was going.
“Fine. We need to figure out what we are going to do about your clothes. Do you think you may have left anything behind from the last time you were here? You really haven’t grown that much since then.”
“Thanks for reminding me about my size.” Bobby growled. “I doubt that Aunt Teresa would have kept clothes from that long ago. We can ask.”
“Would you mind, honey, I want to finish here.”
Bobby went downstairs where Theresa was putting together a mid-afternoon snack. As he walked through the house, he began to remember all of the wonderful times he had when he was here. At the bottom of the stairs was the family room where he would sit with Sarah and aunt Theresa and watch television.