
Episode 98: My sister has always described a kitchen with yellow tiles we never had and my parents told me to stop upsetting her for thirty years
Submitted by Bree — Lansing, Michigan. 40. My sister Leah has always talked about a kitchen we never had. When we were kids it was a thing she did at the dinner table. She'd look down at our floor, which was the brown speckled linoleum everybody's parents had in 1988, and she'd say, "Remember the yellow tiles?" And then she'd describe them. Yellow and white squares, set on the diagonal like diamonds. Every so often a blue one with a little painted windmill. One blue tile by the back door cracked straight across, and if you stepped on it in socks, it clicked. I'd say we never had yellow tiles…
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