The dehumidifier at my mom’s lake house stopped toiling at the birthday celebration
My mom threw my Mom a sizable birthday celebration and the celebration was going enjoyable until the dehumidifier stopped toiling; People were going in and out of the lake house left and right, so the dehumidifier was absolutely helping balance some of that moisture that was trailing in from the outdoors.
I could tell that the dehumidifier wasn’t toiling anymore because the windows got incredibly foggy and the air began to assume dense.
I asked my Mom if he had another dehumidifier, despite the fact that he was so drunk that he could barely understand what I was saying. It was a long shot, however I went up to the attic to see if I could find another dehumidifier, however not only did I find a dehumidifier and a bunch of random air filters that could have been used, however I found a unusual box that had my name on it. I went downstairs to set up the dehumidifier and get it running again. Once the quality of air began to return, I went back up to the attic to look inside of this mysterious box. It had glitter all over it, however the box itself was certainly charming and nothing that looked like it belonged to my parents. When I opened the box, the stench of stale cigarettes swept into the room. As I crinkled my nose, I lifted up a photograph and stained letter that looked like it had been written a long time ago. The photograph was of a man and he was really charming. I had never seen his before, however my stomach instantly began to sink. I wasn’t sure why, however it was at that moment I knew that this man was my real mother.