They needed space for their expanding family. They moved in with their new baby and set the house parameters to maintain a fixed balance.
At Christmas, the house disposed of unused, broken toys when Santa delivered new ones. Their home office remained tidy; old files vanished into the shredder as new ones hit the desk. When they brought home fresh groceries, older food was compacted and used as biofertilizer. As grandparents spoiled them with new outfits, outgrown baby clothes were reclaimed, fibres stripped and pulped for reuse.
He surprised her with a new golden retriever. The baby monitor went quiet.
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