Evelyn and Lillian twirled past the family photos:

♪ “So mysterious!” ♪

Sophia found herself swept into their orbit, her blonde curls flying as Lillian spun her in an impromptu waltz. Her delighted laughter harmonized with their singing as she twirled, head thrown back, utterly charmed by the family’s performance.

They traded places with precision.

Evelyn, draping herself across the sofa back:

♪ “Remember when she climbed that tree ? ” ♪

Lillian, dipping Sophia toward the kitchen:

♪ “And got stuck there ‘til past threeeee ! ” ♪

Evelyn, using the fireplace as her stage:

♪ “Or when she tried to bake that cake?” ♪

Lillian, gesturing to the still-scorched ceiling corner:

♪ “The kitchen still hasn’t recovered, f o r g o o d n e s s s a k e ! ” ♪