"Right. Where do we start?" Ethan asked placing his hands on his hips looking at the boxes and bags that filled his spare room.

"I'm not sure. Um… clothes, they'll all be going to the charity shop anyways so if we get them out of the way first it will give us more room for the other things." Cal suggested.

Ethan nodded and pulled out the bags full of old clothes. "Right, let's get to it then." He smiled.

The boys worked in silence sorting through the bags of clothes into piles for the charity shop and a pile of old things that needed to go in the bin. Once done Cal placed the charity shop pile into a box and the rest into a bin bag.

"That felt weird…" Cal muttered as he tied the top of the bin bag.

"They still smell like her." Ethan smiled gently as he picked up a heavy looking box. "This is full of old photo albums and documents…"

"Why don't we go down stairs to sort that." Cal spoke feeling awkward.

"Um yeah sure." Ethan spoke and handed a box to him before picking up another. "Go on then." He spoke to his brother who was just stood in the door way.

Cal snapped out of it and headed down stairs and sat on the sofa placing the box on the table.

Ethan sat down beside him and opened the box beginning to pull things out and Cal did the same only slower.

Laughing Ethan handed a photo of a stark naked baby Cal in the bath. "Why is it always the naked ones ey?" he smiled as Cal took the photo and couldn't help but laugh as he turned it over and in his mother's handwriting read.

"Little Caleb's first bath. The whole bathroom got a wash that day!"

He placed the photo down to one side and began to rifle through the box again. He stopped when he found a picture that had been folder in half. It was rather large and on good quality paper. He opened it up to see his Mum and Dad's wedding photo. He knew his Mum must have took it out the frame and folded it into a drawer years ago as he hadn't seen it for so long.

"Worst mistake of her life." Ethan spoke looking at what Cal was holding.

Cal nodded and proceeded to rip it up. "That felt good." He laughed a little and through the little pieces into the bin.

Ethan than pulled out a few letters, addressed to his Mum with private and confidential written on the front. He had a feeling he knew what they were and opened them up and began reading. It was her initial diagnosis letter and although it was dated as 10 years ago Ethan could remember the day she had told the boys what was going on.

"We should get rid of that." Cal spoke. "We need to remember the good and healthy side of Mum. Forget about how ill she was."

Ethan shook his head. "I want to keep it."

"Why on earth would you want to be reminded of that?" Cal frowned.

"It is what ruled my life for the past 10 years Caleb. You weren't always here, Dad had gone so I was her main carer for so long and we bonded in that time." He spoke and folded the letter away putting it in his pocket.

Cal couldn't understand why he wanted to remember all of that but didn't mention it again and just accepted it and carried on through the box.

It took almost all day to get through all of their Mum's things. The bags of things for the charity shop was huge and Cal knew it would take at least two trips in the car to take it all. There was a pile of keepsakes too, which Cal had agreed Ethan could keep, all but one photo of the three of them on Christmas day when Cal was about 10 and Ethan about 5. All with huge grins and having the time of their lives. That was what Cal wanted to remember.

Hey guys, sorry for the delay in updating i've been very short of ideas and motivation. Please someone suggest something they'd like to read! The fics relating to the boys on here are grat but they are starting to diminish! Don't let that happen! xxx