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Evan pushed the vacuum into the hall closet and checked his watch, she was already 15 minutes late. He shook his head as he walked down the hall into his living room and took a deep breath trying to enjoy the last few minutes of calm his life and his house were likely to enjoy for at least the next year.
The house was a two story town home decorated in dark earth tones and with exposed wooden beams. The furniture was all leather and a large LCD screen sat next to the the fireplace. Bookshelves holding all manner of topics and genres of fiction lined the walls along with vintage travel posters and maps. This home was his sanctuary and it was about to be invaded by his 18 year old sister.
At 31 Evan was a new professor at a small private university in the Pacific northwest. He had started there two years ago after finishing his PhD in history. His parents and sister had come for a visit right after he moved here and she had fallen in love with the town and the university and insisted she would attend even though it was out of state and expensive. At that time he made a deal with her that if she could get scholarships to pay the tuition he would let her stay with him to save on the room and board. To his surprise and their parents delight she had pulled it together over the last two years and come up with enough scholarship money to come.
For the last two weeks he had spent time preparing for her to arrive. Cleaning up the guest room that had turned into a quasi-storage area. Working to organize the house to be more presentable than what it was typically with his bookish bachelor mentality. He had also worked to preserve some of his sanctuary. The second floor of the house was only his office, his bedroom and the loft that overlooked the living room and was only accessible from his bedroom. Both the office and bedroom doors now had new locks on them.
Shaking out of his thoughts he checked his watch again and saw that time was crawling but his sister was now 17 minutes late. Evan worked through his life with a strict schedule. It was the only way he could keep up with his job, his workout routine, and all the other pulls on his time. He hoped that this was not a sign of things to come but also knew she was more like their mother and their mother ran on her own clock. He sighed and walked across the hardwood floors to the kitchen.
Popping open the fridge he grabbed a beer and sat at the bar in the kitchen. It was a hot day and the inside of the house was on the warm side as well. He was sweating a little from the intensity of his last minute cleaning spurt. Just as he took his first drag from the bottle he heard a car door outside and figured that must be her.
Setting the beer down on the counter he walked outside and was assaulted by the heat and humidity. One he was out of the shadow of the house the hot concrete also quickly reminded him that he was not wearing shoes and he hopped a bit trying not to scorch his feet.
It took a moment to see his sister, well the back half of her anyway, as she was scrounging in the backseat for something.
"Well it is about time you got here! You are just like mom, always running on your own time." The cheer in his voice softened the harshness of his words. As he got closer to the car he could tell that the back seat was full of stuff and he figured the trunk would be too.
"Come on and give me a hug so we can get your car unpacked and get inside where it is a little cooler."
The house was a two story town home decorated in dark earth tones and with exposed wooden beams. The furniture was all leather and a large LCD screen sat next to the the fireplace. Bookshelves holding all manner of topics and genres of fiction lined the walls along with vintage travel posters and maps. This home was his sanctuary and it was about to be invaded by his 18 year old sister.
At 31 Evan was a new professor at a small private university in the Pacific northwest. He had started there two years ago after finishing his PhD in history. His parents and sister had come for a visit right after he moved here and she had fallen in love with the town and the university and insisted she would attend even though it was out of state and expensive. At that time he made a deal with her that if she could get scholarships to pay the tuition he would let her stay with him to save on the room and board. To his surprise and their parents delight she had pulled it together over the last two years and come up with enough scholarship money to come.
For the last two weeks he had spent time preparing for her to arrive. Cleaning up the guest room that had turned into a quasi-storage area. Working to organize the house to be more presentable than what it was typically with his bookish bachelor mentality. He had also worked to preserve some of his sanctuary. The second floor of the house was only his office, his bedroom and the loft that overlooked the living room and was only accessible from his bedroom. Both the office and bedroom doors now had new locks on them.
Shaking out of his thoughts he checked his watch again and saw that time was crawling but his sister was now 17 minutes late. Evan worked through his life with a strict schedule. It was the only way he could keep up with his job, his workout routine, and all the other pulls on his time. He hoped that this was not a sign of things to come but also knew she was more like their mother and their mother ran on her own clock. He sighed and walked across the hardwood floors to the kitchen.
Popping open the fridge he grabbed a beer and sat at the bar in the kitchen. It was a hot day and the inside of the house was on the warm side as well. He was sweating a little from the intensity of his last minute cleaning spurt. Just as he took his first drag from the bottle he heard a car door outside and figured that must be her.
Setting the beer down on the counter he walked outside and was assaulted by the heat and humidity. One he was out of the shadow of the house the hot concrete also quickly reminded him that he was not wearing shoes and he hopped a bit trying not to scorch his feet.
It took a moment to see his sister, well the back half of her anyway, as she was scrounging in the backseat for something.
"Well it is about time you got here! You are just like mom, always running on your own time." The cheer in his voice softened the harshness of his words. As he got closer to the car he could tell that the back seat was full of stuff and he figured the trunk would be too.
"Come on and give me a hug so we can get your car unpacked and get inside where it is a little cooler."