The Stewarts Family (and other shenanigans)
Sims player fourteen generation deep into a legacy. Here's their story! Also, art and builds.
Mom is hyper-enthusiastic about this event. She’s going on and on about how everything is like she remembers. The colors, the smells, the sounds.
It’s the first time I see all of this, though. I have to admit it’s enchanting. The warm colors and the overall excitement and familiarity in the crowd almost offset the cold winter temperatures.
On the evening, Mom steps on one of the old crates around aunt Miranda’s house. “I knew it,” she says to me. “It’s starting!”
The Spice festival is in town.
Mom rushes to the bag she brought, and pulls out a whole new outfit in beige and brown tones. She catches my eye.
“What? It’s my first festival in over twenty years, I can’t be wearing the wrong colors.”
The Stewarts Family (and other shenanigans) 