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Authors: Melody Carlson
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bedding and I’m going to—”
“Slow down,” said Mom, placing a hand on Morgan’s shoulder. “And take a breath.”
“Sorry, but it’s just so exciting. Do you know that it’s fun helping others?”
Mom smiled. “It is, isn’t it?”
“Anyway, I just remembered that we still have a lot of things in Grandma’s storage shed, don’t we?”
Mom nodded. “Yes, that had occurred to me too—things from our old apartment that didn’t fit in here. And I’ve been worried that some things will get ruined from the moisture. Do you want to help me go through it?”
“Yeah!”
So Morgan and Mom spent the next couple of hours sorting and sifting through the storage shed. Morgan found pillows and pictures and a lamp and a rug that would cover the stain of Texas just perfectly. They loaded an assortment of items into the car, and by four o’clock they were driving the treasure over to Emily’s house.
“This is so beautiful,” said Emily as she held a purple and green pillow.
“I’m glad you like it,” said Mom. “I’m afraid a lot of our things will be ruined if we leave them in storage much longer. Do you think your mom could use anything? I mean, until your other things arrive?”
Emily glanced at Morgan.
“I told her about how your furniture and things haven’t gotten here yet.”
Emily nodded. “Yeah, and it could be quite a while before they do.”
“Well, if you think your mom wouldn’t mind,” said Cleo, “I’d love to get some of my things out of the storage unit. I noticed that one of my chairs has been nibbled on by mice.”
“You can ask my mom when she gets here in a couple of hours,” offered Emily. “I don’t think Mom will mind at all.” She laughed. “You’ve seen that we have plenty of room.”
Cleo hugged Morgan and said she’d be back in a couple of hours to see what they’d accomplished. Morgan and Emily got to work and in what seemed like no time, the room was transformed. Fabric and pictures decorated the walls. The girls made a sitting area with the rug and some pillows. And a small desk and a bedside table with a lamp helped fill the once-barren room.
Emily and Morgan were sitting on the floor when Morgan’s mom returned. “Come and see Emily’s room.” said Morgan with excitement.
“It’s awesome,” said Emily as they all three went to look.
“Very nice,” said Mom, patting Morgan on the back. “You have a real flare, Morgan. I think you might have to come help out at the shop when school’s out. I could use your touch.”
“What kind of shop?” asked Emily.
“Didn’t I tell you about Mom’s shop?” asked Morgan. “It’s an import shop. Down by the waterfront. I’ll take you there next week. It’s really cool.”
Just then they heard voices. “Sounds like Mom and Kyle are home,” said Emily. “Come and meet them.”
“What has happened here?” cried Emily’s mom as she stared in shock at Emily’s room.
“Mom,” said Emily. “I want you to meet my friend Morgan.”
“I hope you don’t mind,” began Morgan’s mom, taking one of the bags of groceries from Emily’s mother’s arms. Emily quickly introduced everyone. Her mom’s name was Lisa. And, like Emily, she was a pretty blonde.
“I moved in with my mother a couple of years ago and put a lot of my things in storage,” Morgan’s mom quickly explained. “Morgan told me how your things haven’tarrived yet, and I have furniture and kitchen items just sitting in storage getting damaged by moisture and mice.” She looked at Lisa’s nervous face. “It would really help me out if I could store my stuff inside a house rather than in a storage shed. You are welcome to it. I mean, until your things arrive, Lisa.”
“I don’t mind at all,” said Lisa. “But it might be a while before our things get here. The … uh … moving van seems to have gotten lost along the way somewhere.”
Morgan’s mom laughed. “Hey, the longer you can keep these things for me,
“Slow down,” said Mom, placing a hand on Morgan’s shoulder. “And take a breath.”
“Sorry, but it’s just so exciting. Do you know that it’s fun helping others?”
Mom smiled. “It is, isn’t it?”
“Anyway, I just remembered that we still have a lot of things in Grandma’s storage shed, don’t we?”
Mom nodded. “Yes, that had occurred to me too—things from our old apartment that didn’t fit in here. And I’ve been worried that some things will get ruined from the moisture. Do you want to help me go through it?”
“Yeah!”
So Morgan and Mom spent the next couple of hours sorting and sifting through the storage shed. Morgan found pillows and pictures and a lamp and a rug that would cover the stain of Texas just perfectly. They loaded an assortment of items into the car, and by four o’clock they were driving the treasure over to Emily’s house.
“This is so beautiful,” said Emily as she held a purple and green pillow.
“I’m glad you like it,” said Mom. “I’m afraid a lot of our things will be ruined if we leave them in storage much longer. Do you think your mom could use anything? I mean, until your other things arrive?”
Emily glanced at Morgan.
“I told her about how your furniture and things haven’t gotten here yet.”
Emily nodded. “Yeah, and it could be quite a while before they do.”
“Well, if you think your mom wouldn’t mind,” said Cleo, “I’d love to get some of my things out of the storage unit. I noticed that one of my chairs has been nibbled on by mice.”
“You can ask my mom when she gets here in a couple of hours,” offered Emily. “I don’t think Mom will mind at all.” She laughed. “You’ve seen that we have plenty of room.”
Cleo hugged Morgan and said she’d be back in a couple of hours to see what they’d accomplished. Morgan and Emily got to work and in what seemed like no time, the room was transformed. Fabric and pictures decorated the walls. The girls made a sitting area with the rug and some pillows. And a small desk and a bedside table with a lamp helped fill the once-barren room.
Emily and Morgan were sitting on the floor when Morgan’s mom returned. “Come and see Emily’s room.” said Morgan with excitement.
“It’s awesome,” said Emily as they all three went to look.
“Very nice,” said Mom, patting Morgan on the back. “You have a real flare, Morgan. I think you might have to come help out at the shop when school’s out. I could use your touch.”
“What kind of shop?” asked Emily.
“Didn’t I tell you about Mom’s shop?” asked Morgan. “It’s an import shop. Down by the waterfront. I’ll take you there next week. It’s really cool.”
Just then they heard voices. “Sounds like Mom and Kyle are home,” said Emily. “Come and meet them.”
“What has happened here?” cried Emily’s mom as she stared in shock at Emily’s room.
“Mom,” said Emily. “I want you to meet my friend Morgan.”
“I hope you don’t mind,” began Morgan’s mom, taking one of the bags of groceries from Emily’s mother’s arms. Emily quickly introduced everyone. Her mom’s name was Lisa. And, like Emily, she was a pretty blonde.
“I moved in with my mother a couple of years ago and put a lot of my things in storage,” Morgan’s mom quickly explained. “Morgan told me how your things haven’tarrived yet, and I have furniture and kitchen items just sitting in storage getting damaged by moisture and mice.” She looked at Lisa’s nervous face. “It would really help me out if I could store my stuff inside a house rather than in a storage shed. You are welcome to it. I mean, until your things arrive, Lisa.”
“I don’t mind at all,” said Lisa. “But it might be a while before our things get here. The … uh … moving van seems to have gotten lost along the way somewhere.”
Morgan’s mom laughed. “Hey, the longer you can keep these things for me,
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