All the strange noises and activities in the house didn’t seem to bother me anymore. The monotonous sound of Eddie’s head bouncing down the staircase was almost heartening in its predictability. Boys will be boys. That my pillow was scampering around the house like a curious puppy no longer upset me. If anything, finding it gave me something to do. Pillows will be pillows. I found that I could drown out the haunting dirge coming from the bathroom fan by cranking up a classical music station on Pandora. They never shuffled in Badfinger. Did my father say something? Nope, that was just crazy old
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Dixie is losing her damn mind lol
