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She waited, her every sense heightened, for the slightest indication that he might emerge from the fog that enveloped him. Her laughter dances through the air, light and carefree, the embodiment of her spirit. “I bet you have stories about every piece here.”

Larry’s response came slowly, his voice a low rumble struggling against the tide of emotions. “Looks like this house is finally starting to breathe again, don’t you think?” she said, breaking the silence that had settled between them. It was time to bring order to the chaos that had settled there, much like the disorder that filled Larry’s life. “How are you feeling, Larry?” she asked, her tone gentle but tinged with concern. One by one, she gathered the empty bottles and remnants of forgotten meals and bagged them for disposal.