popsicles, Magnum bars for her and Summer and a bottle of wine. She’d also stopped at the town’s only Redbox and picked up a Disney princess movie for Abby and a completely girlie romantic comedy for them to watch on the old DVD player her siblings left behind in their scavenge. When she came into the kitchen carrying her loot, Summer was transferring the load from the washer to the dryer and filling the washer with her own clothes. She looked miserable. Autumn wanted desperately to ease some of her burden. Growing up, Summer had been light and sunny like her name. That memory was hard to reconcile with the sad, tired woman standing in front of her. She must have heard her because she turned from a t-shirt she was smelling to face her. “ I hope you don’t mind.” She motioned to the washer. “My clothes stink of it, too.” “ Course not. This is your house.” She understood why Gran had left her the house instead of leaving it to Summer, but it didn’t matter whose name was on the deed. In her mind it belonged to both of them. Summer smiled a sad, small smile. “It’s not, but I appreciate it. I appreciate you letting us stay.” Autumn wanted to grab her sister and hug her, tell her to leave the ass and live here. Summer looked so fragile she was afraid to spook her. “I’m glad you’re here. I get lonely.” That was at least part of the truth, even if she didn’t say everything she wanted to say. She started unloading the grocery bags. Thank God for her job at Jude’s. She wanted to feed her sister and Abby and make sure they had everything they needed. She would have happily blown through her savings to take care of them, but the job meant she didn’t have to. She could hold onto, at least for now, the tiny nest egg which was all she had left from her big career in the city. She paused in loading the frozen treats into Gran’s ancient top door freezer. The loss of her job didn’t feel so raw anymore. If she still had the job, she wouldn’t be here with Summer and Abby. There’s no way she could have taken off this much time to spend with her family. This was better, she thought, smiling to herself. This was much better. Abby came padding barefoot into the kitchen, wearing Princess Sofia jammies. Her sandy blonde hair stuck up on one side and she had a wrinkle from the pillow on her face, but her breathing was even and quiet with no sign of the cough. “ Hola Abracadabra. Did you have a good nap?” Autumn swung the little girl up onto a stool at the work table in the center of the kitchen. “ I know that word. It’s Spanish. It means hello.” “ Right you are, kiddo.” “ That was a lot of talking and no coughing.” Summer kissed her daughter’s forehead. “Think the frog is gone?” “ I think I still need icicle pops to be sure.” She looked expectantly to her aunt. “ Coming up.” Autumn held up one each of the grape popsicles she’d bought and watched in delight as Abby’s eyes lit up. “Which one?” “ Can I have two?” She looked to her mother for permission and Summer kissed her again smiling. “ One at a time. You can have one now and one after dinner.” “ Score,” Autumn said with a wink. “Which first?” Abby pointed and Autumn cut the top off the chosen pop before handing it to her. “How about you? I got big girl ones, too.” She waved the box of chocolate Magnum popsicles in front of her sister. Summer laughed. “Maybe after dinner.” “ I think we need to do both, too. Just to keep the frogs away. One before and one after.” She took two of the decadent treats out of the box and handed one to her sister before opening her own. She took a bite of the popsicle and moaned in pleasure at the creamy ice cream wrapped in caramel and good chocolate. “God, I love these.” Summer took a bite and let her eyes drift closed. “I forgot how good these were.” The three of them munched in companionable silence around the table. When