Sophia sorted through the pile of laundry, separating whites from colors as Clio rummaged through her closet in search of her favorite clothes. The late morning sun streamed in through the window, casting a warm glow over the room. Clio’s chatter filled the air, making the mundane task feel more enjoyable.
“Are you excited about church this Sunday?” Clio asked, her voice echoing slightly as she pulled out a bright pink sweater.
“Yeah, I am! It’ll be nice to see everyone,” Sophia replied, tossing a handful of socks into the washer. “I thought we could visit Presh afterward. I know you’ve been wanting to hang out with her.”
“Really? That would be awesome!” Clio exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “I can’t wait to tell her about my play! She didn't come, you know. And I really
