Stinky Is Good In A Garden Of Lies

The group continued to move the junk out of the attic, but at a much faster pace. No one knew how long it would take for Ben to clean it up, but they needed to be there if Mrs. Landau opened it.
Karen could sense the tension in the room and tried to take their minds off of what was going on outside.
“This might make a better space for me to work out of.” She turned to Agnes and Dayna. “What do you think, better than the above the garage space, huh?”
A change of subject is just what they needed. Agnes looked around the large room. “If it’s fixed up the right way, you would have enough space for your crafts and any other projects you may want to take on.”
“We can even help you decorate.” Dayna ran her hand along the wall. “By the time we’re finished, we won’t remember how awful this place was.”
“And look you guys,” Karen pulled out an old framed photograph. “Genevieve said I could have this. I’ll hang it on that wall. We can draw our inspiration from it.”
The 14x30 framed photograph had been hidden by the packing boxes. A group of teenagers stood in front of the house Karen now owned. Each expression held a different secret. And the smiling girl in the middle knew them all.
“I think we all need some fresh air.” Larry took Agnes’ hand.