The door swung open and there was…nothing.
“What are you doing in there?” My mom came up behind me, standing at the doorway.
“Why is this here?” I spun in a circle, seeing an almost identical room from the cabin.
“It’s for seasonal storage. When we moved in with Morgan and Shannon, this was her closet. This entire room. Morgan wanted to put you in the guest room, but I knew. This was your room. I told him you had to have this room or I would stay with you in the guest room. He cleared it out for you nest day.”
I turned to face her. “I don’t remember that.”
My mom laughed. “I wouldn’t think you would. You were a baby.” She leaned in and kissed my forehead. “So now it’s your turn to answer my question. Why are you in here?” I huffed out a breath and pointed towards the room. She turn
