Marilyn
The boys were very excited, and she could hear them laughing as they talked to each other upstairs. Excited not only to be surprising their dad, but to go to that house, and for her to get her memories back as well, they believed she would. Marilyn closed her laptop and walked up the stairs after turning the TV off. They weren’t going to finish watching their movie.
She found the two of them putting clothes into their backpacks, and she smiled. “That is not what I meant, boys.” She stated and pulled out their actual suitcases. “It’s a two-day trip there and two days back. Then a few days there, so proper packing needs to happen,” She told them. “Although it will be warmer there even though it’s winter. It rarely gets as cold there, as it does here.”
“Can we pack swimmers?” Callu
