Maryanne Elizabeth Walker (maryanne_walker) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2022-06-15 03:25:00 |
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Normally her kids split up and went into their respective rooms, but tonight was different. Tonight they all crowded into one room, and had made a fort out of blankets and pillows. No one had complained when Philip got whatever his little heart desired, both for supper and on their way home. It made her a very proud Mama. With the kids were taken care of, it was just a matter waiting for Alexander. She stood in the open kitchen, nursing the Etoufee so that it stayed warm, and the spices bloomed nicely. The potatoes and bread were done, and set off to one side on a warming plate. She could not resist tasting the Etoufee though. It smelled good, but she had to make sure that the frozen taste was not still lingering. Maryanne was comfortable. Her daily wear had been shed in favor of a favorite stolen shirt, that almost hit her knees, and a pair of shorts that were hidden by the shirt. Her hair was pulled up in a loose tail, her feet were bare, her face was too. |