My sister finally got of the bed. The house was, is, untroubled. For now.
I cooked espresso, halal bacon and pumpkin pancakes.
We got into a good conversation. Her man rung. I boiled water for today. Collected the dirty dished and sat in the living-room.
I don’t want to do dishes. Maybe she will.
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