the sound of plastic
I was up far too late the other night. Samuel was asleep. Karen was upstairs. I heard the plastic bags in the kitchen rustling. If it was you, would you think
- is Fred back?
or
- I should get rid of those plastic bags
Today, all three of us were in the kitchen when I saw maybe-Fred run along the baseboard and under the refrigerator. ALL THREE OF US WERE IN THE KITCHEN. It was really more of a trot than a run. I think maybe-Fred feels comfortable here.
I'm so happy we have such a comfortable, welcoming home?
It is going to be very cold the next few nights.
Maybe I could take him to a nice hotel.
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