1561.

Awkwardly pretending to be self-assured. A past never to return to.

1560.

She looked at herself, actions caught on film.

1559.

But of course that was an artistic estimation. How does one measure the worth of a house?

1558.

And so they moved: five loads and five hundred and fifty-five memories.

1557.

Fresh from the shower, clad only in a small triangular piece of orange, she scrubbed grime off the container in the bathroom.

1556.

Underwear, turned inside-out.