Anne’s room was spacious with jade green walls and gray vinyl wood floors. She had one frame with encased arrowheads, but otherwise her walls were barren. The ceiling was slant and there were two windows with beige curtains. The trim on the windows and on the door was old, scuffed, and beaten. Half of it was stained a dark brown and the other half was an Americana brown. Anne had left a crowbar, a brush, and a can of stain at one corner in her room where the baseboard hadn’t been nailed into the wall. It was laying on the floor next to the other tools.

In one slant corner she had a dark, pine knotted bed frame with a headboard and a pillow. The white sheets were coming off at one end and the blankets were scrambled in a knot. At the foot of her bed was a toolbox so overflowing with tools it couldn’t be closed; so she always kept it open. And then parallel to her bed she had a television and a gaming set. Next to that, a barnwood dresser that was spilling over with unfolded clothes.