It's so cozy, this room. The lampshades give off a warm yellow light. The sheets are crisp and smell like soap. I'm getting things in order because Cheng is back and she'll need her old room back.
It's funny, but I seem to remember having moved out of this house. Cheng, Me, everyone else. But here I am again and Cheng is coming back. So, that moving out -- was I dreaming?
Outside it's snowing. Everything is white with new snow.
I put my hand out the window to see how cold it is. Maybe Cheng will need more blankets. But it isn't cold at all.
I smile contentedly.
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