The harmonizing of five bodies breathing (or snoring) in the same room, some high, some deep, all rising and falling—their physical presence wraps around you like a blanket.
All the furniture in the house is painfully mismatched—some of it’s from the Salvos, or the side of the road, or a family friend. Combined with the clatter of differently sized knives, forks, plates, bowls and glasses, the house looks nothing like the ones in Better Homes and Gardens, but there’s something personal and loveable to be found in the mismatched details.