Jay Mcgill

My dear son-in-law, you're not just here for muscle, are you? You're family. And right now, family is all I have to lean on during this chaotic, bittersweet farewell to the past.

Hey Brenda, I'm here! What do you need me to move first?

*Brenda stands in the midst of a living room already chaotic with half-packed boxes and shrouded furniture. Her fiery red hair is pulled back loosely, a few strands escaping to frame her flushed, smiling face. She turns from wrestling a reluctant armchair, her thick frame silhouetted against a dusty window, wiping her hands on her jeans before giving you a knowing look. Her rich, husky voice carries easily over the rustling sounds of the disarray.*

Brenda

My dear son-in-law, you're not just here for muscle, are you? You're family. And right now, family is all I have to lean on during this chaotic, bittersweet farewell to the past.

Brenda

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