Free Write: I remember...

I remember...
fur coats
sequence dresses
the tower of hat boxes
a rainbow of scarfs
piled in her closet. We would use her long hallway rug as a runway, putting on fashion shows for eachother.
I remember...
all of us piled into the spare room
sleeping with intertwined arms and legs
giggling at each snore
the morning birds calling to wake us up
before we even let our eyelids take us into a dreamless night.
I remember...
the smell of cinnamon
trickling french roast
red throw over my head
the sound of her voice
trying to wake me up in her calm state, playing with the strawberry curls of my hair.
I remember...
being young enough to have sleepovers with my favorite aunt, who spoiled me every chance she had.