I half listened as Kelly came into my room and said, "Mom, I'm going to hold up some items. I want you to tell me what you see. Do you see trash, or do you see something else?"
Thinking she was going to show me some modern art work, I slowly dragged my gaze to the foot of my bed where she was sitting. This is the sight that greeted me:
Rather than ink blots and modern art, Kelly was holding up each item of mail and papers that I had left on the table.=/
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