"Mommy?" I said.
"I need a question," I said.
"Where is everybody?" She pointed upstairs at the attic I was supposed to be helping her pull boxes from.
"But I need to write a question," I said.
"That's the question!" She pointed at my sister, who stared intently at Facebook.
My mother threw her hands in the air and dashed out of the room.
So, um, where is everybody?
3 years ago