[Seasonal Event] What Must Be Done

Phoebe wore a sympathetic frown as he spoke, a little surprised that he came to this conclusion on his own. If his tears did spill over, she would be quick to wipe them away. ”I know. I understand.” she said gently. In a way she did. She had lost family twice now. She didn’t even know if they were alive or dead to be honest – a very odd limbo to exist in. ”And that’s fine. We can take everything out that you either want to keep or that can be traded for something and get rid of the rest. You don’t have to keep anything, house included.” if he wanted to make a delineation and move forward from a completely fresh start, he could do that too. In the end, it was just a house, nothing more. Houses were built and torn down all the time. Burning it wouldn’t do anything to the good memories he had. ”So let’s do that then. Let’s pack up everything we can now. We can borrow a cart and pick it all up to bring back. How does that sound for a plan?” she asked, hoping that was what he wanted to hear and would get him on a path of moving forward. Phoebe In a gentle way, you can shake the world