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“Let’s head right for the goods,” my partner gushed. The red
circle from her flashlight rested on the now-empty doorway leading
into the hallway. “I want to go play Barbies with some ghosts.”
I clicked on my own flashlight and gestured for her to lead
the way. “Sounds good to me.”
My heart began to flutter as we stepped down into the sunken
playroom once again. The familiar giant bay window and ten
thousand toy-filled plastic bins dragged forth the memory of our last
visit. My brain set up this big screen display of Barbie falling over
at my feet, adding in the special effect of a tiny doll scream.
Swallowing the rising fear, I squared my shoulders and
marched right over to where we had been sitting last time. Instead
of taking the floor again, I perched on top of a bin as Tucker had.
Susannah took the opportunity to open another of them and
pull out a few toys. Carefully, she laid out a plastic stegosaurus, a
stuffed rabbit, and another Barbie. Just as I had, she sat down on the
floor and laid them out in a perfectly straight row. Then she looked
up at me through eyelashes weighted down with a ton of mascara
and grinned. “If there is anyone else here with us, I’ve got some toys
for you to play with.”
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