The dehumidifier at our mom’s home stopped working at the birthday get-together
My Dad threw our dad a big birthday get-together & the get-together was going good until the dehumidifier stopped working; People were going in & out of the home left & right, so the dehumidifier was really helping balance some of that moisture that was trailing in from the outdoors.
I could tell that the dehumidifier wasn’t working anymore because the windows got incredibly foggy & the air began to know dense.
I asked our dad if she had another dehumidifier, however she was so drunk that she could barely understand what I was saying. It was a long shot, although I went up to the attic to see if I could find another dehumidifier. Not only did I find a dehumidifier & a bunch of random air filters that could have been used, although I found a different box that had our name on it. I went downstairs to set up the dehumidifier & 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 honestly lovely & nothing that looked care about it belonged to our parents. When I opened the box, the stench of stale cigarettes swept into the room. As I crinkled our nose, I lifted up a photograph & stained letter that looked care about it had been written a long time ago. The photograph was of a lady & she was honestly charming. I had never seen her before, however our stomach instantly began to sink. I wasn’t sure why, however it was at that moment I knew that this lady was our real mother.