She sped into the large entry of her family’s two-story Victorian house and wished it was smaller so she would be easily heard. Frustrated, she raised her voice and yelled, “Taos! Keno!” She waited a second to see if anyone had heard her. Impatience had her tapping her right foot. Nothing. Then a muffled sound came from the second floor. A footstep? Eager to share her news, she lifted her long skirt and hurried up the staircase. Her stomach fluttered in anticipation. This was the best day of her life! “Keno! Taos!” she called out when she reached the landing. Again there was no response. She stopped in the upstairs hallway between her older brothers’ rooms to catch her breath and listen once more. Silence. The house must have just been settling again. Disappointment weighed her down. Dagnabit! She had the most wonderful announcement to make and nobody to listen to it! Shoulders slumping, she started to turn back toward the stairway. All right, maybe she couldn’t tell either of her brothers right this minute.
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