Marendë Massánië (marende) wrote in opus_two, @ 2008-07-01 01:20:00 |
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*has spent most of the afternoon in an average little kitchen in Menegroth, buried to her shoulders inside a (convenient) malfunctioning oven and chatting easily with the lonely woman at the dining table who doesn't quite recall having phoned for a mechanic, but was glad to see one on her doorstep!*
*finally emerges from the oven's guts and gets to her feet, wiping her hands off on a rag and smiling through the bits of hair falling out from under her kerchief* There we go, Mrs. Abernathy, good as new. You'll be baking those macaroons again in no time, just like the ones you used to make for the boys. ... Oh, yes, I'm absolutely sure. Grandbabies always love Grandma's baking. It's a Rule. ... No, no charge today, we'll send the bill in the mail. *won't, of course*
*finishes gathering her tools and equipment and makes her farewells before heading to the front door* *glances back to see Mrs. Abernathy dialing her estranged son's number* *quiet smile*
*speaking of family!* *decides to visit her nieces while she's in town* *stashes her gear in the station wagon and heads out to Vendórë's place first*