This evening I’m hanging out with my sister, in what used to be my room. We’re having a blast sitting on the floor, painting fingernails and reading the directions for “Doctor Who: The Card Game.” Things I never did while living in this room. I was always too lost in thought or books to enjoy hangout time with other people when I was her age.
“Whew! I smell nail painting!” Our mother’s voice calls from two rooms away.
We share a grin and giggle while admiring our disco ball fingernails.
“I hope you have the window open!”
Sometimes, life is funny like that.