I quietly get up and leave Sadie's room, the door creaks behind me as I pull it shut.
The living room was a mess from when Sadie and I's argumentative board game so I start to clean up before Beck comes back. I put the pieces of our Monopoly game back into its box and grab our paper plates and the box of pizza to discard at the garbage bin outside the kitchen.
When I came back, I made sure to wash my hands because quite frankly, the bin looked—and smelled—like it hadn't been washed in a decade.
I wipe my hands on the small towel hanging by the fridge's handle. The magnetic picture frames caught my eye. Like in the living room, it was more pictures of Beck and Sadie smiling and having fun. There was one at Sadie's graduation. Her eyes looked sad but as Beck gave a peck on her cheek made
