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Evan came home for the weekend.

This is how much we saw of Evan:
His head peeking out of the covers.
His shoes left by the front door.
His suitcase and clothes in the basement.


He came home to see a girl. And that girl wasn't me.

Evan also came home to find his bedroom looking like this:

Since his departure to school, both Lane and Joshua have turned Evan's room into a dumping ground for any and all things no longer wanted in their own bedrooms.

I asked Evan how he felt about coming home and finding his room no longer his room.

"Well," he said, "It felt kinda' weird, but I guess it was bound to happen."

Kinda like me not being the girl he'd come home to see in his life...

This growing up thing...I wonder sometimes if I like it.
And yes, actually, I suppose I do.