Abe Lincoln and Mel Moore in the Attic

The other night, Mel (Moore, not my cousin Mel) moved into the attic of my old home back in Maryland. She and Abe Lincoln lived there. They had bunks set up and and walls put in to separate the rooms. Abe was doing laundry on the other side, and Mel was cooking. Meg and some other people came up to hang out. Meg started knitting and, we chatted about imaginary numbers and latin. Mel made sphinx lettuce sandwiches for everyone. We sat in a circle around the campfire in the middle of the floor. I think my mom might have knocked on the door below to see what everyone was doing, but then it ended.