Chapter Seven
Mia
Jake is working in the kitchen, as he promised. It’s almost noon and he’s been working all morning, as far as I know.
Once I was sure that he would do what he said, I went back to the back room and finally started looking through some of the shelves, deciding what to keep and what I should probably get rid of. The shelves are full of old magazines, really old paperback books which are falling apart, but there are also a lot of photo albums and things like that. The magazines and paperbacks can go, either throw them away or sell or donate them, but the photo albums I’m saving, they’re too precious to throw out.
I’ve got a stack of things we need to sell or donate, a box full of things we need to keep, and then a pile of things we need to throw out. It’s not going as fa
