Sveta pulled out a shower pole and shoved it in the enlarged doorway — it fit perfectly — and hung up a blanket so the two of them could have some privacy. The next task would be to fashion some elaborate shelving for the three remaining walls but the girls had a new bed. The girls and I shoved the bedroom door along with the debris onto the curb and let ourselves feel the satisfaction. To relax we then watched TV for a little while while Dmitry went to town and did whatever he had to do.
“This is going to sound a little weird,” Sveta began, deep in thought, “but the trailer looks kinds weird without all the decorations.”
“I know.” I chuckled. “I felt that the moment I walked in. It was like the Petrov signature decor!”
“You’re the only person that didn’t go running for the hills when y
