"My parents owned a grocery store," Ganesh remembered, swinging his legs off the side. "It was constant bossing. Mum going on and on- one mouth would tell me to stock the cereal while the other was yelling at me to sweep. She got a bit ahead of herself sometimes."
"Did you end up with a lot of chores? If I'd had siblings, I'd have made them do it all." He patted the bed, folding his legs up so that his bare toes were sticking out. "You should sit down."