Alice and Challis

Challis was huffing and puffing putting away the books. Her sister Alice was playing her guitar with her feet up like hooks. Alice did not feel guilty, for she had asked Challis to take a break. They had been unpacking their house for a week, for goodness sake! Challis was getting upset, angry, annoyed, because she was type A. Alice knew this but could not change her or whisk her away. The two sisters were unalike in many ways, this was just one. Challis was always wanting things exactly her way; Alice was more fun.