I glance around my living room, searching for my Calculus book. The piano in the corner holds many textbooks, but not mine. Piano sheets and Geography books litter the smooth black piano bench. The white keys shine, slightly dulled by many fingerprints. The card table in the center of the room has the equipment for my brother's science experiment covering almost every inch of the dark surface. A small windmill and voltmeter are displayed, and cardboard boxes and sheets of paper are strewn about. The white and brown string of carpet on the floor stretch toward the ceiling. The Champlin Park Red Hot Rebel Read book is laying in the corner and my brother's homework has been tossed beside it. I sigh and prepare to move down the stairs. No Calculus book here.
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