Hot Revenge Box Set 2

James

Breakfast time.

Charlotte is up and about, refusing to stay in bed. And, while she is still tired, I see no reason to insist on bedrest. Right now, she will do far better for being back at home and enjoying ‘family life’.

Nonetheless, I’ve encouraged her to wear a woolly housecoat over the nightie, slippers and bed socks. Hopefully, that will prevent her trying to go outdoors. The fog outside hasn’t cleared yet and I don’t want the damp settling on her chest.

She's too pale. At least, she's always pale, but that's her natural colouring. Right now, there's still that pallid edge to her complexion that I don't care for.

Almost a week of being chained in her own shit.

Living on crap junk food.

Scared half mindless…

Blood loss from the birth...

Hmmm...

Charlotte sits with Cara on her lap, providing her breakfast and Beth sits close by making cooing noises.

She’ll enjoy a good breakfast…

And with that in mind, I’m at the hob with bacon, fried and scrambled eggs, tomatoes, mushrooms, black pudding and fried bread.

I rummage through the fridge, seeking inspiration. It's barely stocked. We've spent the last few days living on food from the freezer.

jeans and trainers and looking exactly not as though he spent

a fruit salad.

“Good idea.”

Mother Hubbard’s cupboard in there. I'll

greens. Spinach. Watercress.

I'll be

Sally tells me she shouldn't have citrus fruits while she’s breastfeeding. Oh, and this…” He brandishes a jar. “Some kind of chutney. Apparently, it’s from the last of the green tomatoes a few months

I’ve no guinea pigs in the larder and I’d prefer

comparing notes with Richard of the events of the previous

producing fragrant steam. I eye the table… Butter, marmalade, strawberry jam, milk, cream, muesli, yoghurt,

Charlotte? I’m

‘unhooks’ Cara from the

need to take them

the table. “There

scrambled eggs onto Charlotte’s plate, then tomatoes and bacon. “We should be finishing decorating the tree today

answering smile is broad and bright.

long nail on the table. “Charlotte, will you show me how

need some glossy magazines, something with

see what’s out of date in

turn, following

with Klempner. Both are freshly showered and very

foot to the other. Mitch sucks at her

there is silence, then I stand. “Of course you may. Charlotte, where are your manners? Budge up, make some space for your parents. Michael, set two

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