Moving in together. Part 1
A father shares his young preteen daughter with his older brother. My brother Gerry phone me and said, “George, my house has been burnt to the ground during the bush fire. My daughter Cindy and I don’t have anywhere we can stay. Can we come and stay with you until our house is rebuilt?“ I had seen the terrible bush fires on television and said, “Of course you can come and stay with me.” Jason and my ten-year-old niece Cindy arrived at my house a few hours later with only the clothes on their back and a few possessions. I invited them inside and said, “If you don’t mind sharing a bed you can use the spare bedroom.” “That will be fine, can we borrow some towels and take a shower?” asked Jason. “I will …