My Sister Moved Strangers Into My House

them out; the raccoons are rude.”

Then she stepped back, thought about it, and added, “Also, your sister’s a pill.”

She walked across the lawn in slippers.

I stood there with my phone in my hand, laughing so hard it came out ugly.

Then I opened my front door.

The porch light caught the new brass lock.

Clean.

Mine.

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