“Take Sami inside,” my ammi ordered as she led my brother to me. I took Sami's hand and slowly led him to the house. The four year old followed me happily. I'm sure he was just as tired of riding in the car as the rest of us. We went only as far as the front steps. There Sami and I sat at the bottom as our parents went back and forth between the car and house. After some time the last box was carefully carried into the new house. Sami had passed out from exhaustion and was curled up at my feet. I woke him up and the two of us followed our ammi.

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