sprightly and this gives an idea of what it looks like now. Cubbyholes a nice shade of Ariel to match the wallpaper and Caliban on the back door. My husband built the cubbyholes when the children were small. He had to hollow out the walls of the bathroom, that's the room on the left with the red door, in order to give depth to the shelves where the kids left their hats and scarves and gloves and baseball mitts and—you name it. In the past years it has been ours to fill, and I am making this announcement now. Nobody, that's nobody, is to use, take over, annex or otherwise purloin the two cubbyholes on the left. They are mine.
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