I put a small line of toothpaste on her blue brush.

She stood on her plastic step stool and brushed her teeth.

She spat into the sink and rinsed her mouth with a paper cup.

We went into her bedroom at nineteen hundred hours.

I had stripped her mattress the day before and put on clean pink sheets.

Her wooden block castle still sat untouched in the corner.

Lily climbed into bed and pulled the blankets right up to her chin.

I tucked the edges under the mattress on both sides, pulling the fabric tight and crisp.