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.

the kitchen. Freshly showered, clean white tee-shirt, jeans and trainers and looking exactly not as though he spent the last week under

to make up a fruit salad. I'd

“Good idea.”

looks inside then, “It’s like Mother Hubbard’s cupboard in there. I'll pop across

Spinach. Watercress.

five. I'll

the counter. “Raspberries, blueberries, strawberries. There were oranges too, but Sally tells me she shouldn't have citrus fruits while she’s breastfeeding. Oh, and this…”

the larder and I’d prefer

rolls eyes at me then pulls up a chair, comparing notes with Richard of the events

pot is producing fragrant steam. I eye the table… Butter, marmalade, strawberry

doing, Charlotte? I’m

Cara from the breast… “Are you sure this

suitable. You need to take them until that chest infection clears,

the cooked food on the table. “There you

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

smile is broad and bright. “I’d

taps a long nail on the table. “Charlotte, will

just need some glossy magazines,

“I’ll see what’s out of date in Reception…” He trails off, eyes passing over

turn, following

with Klempner. Both are

Mitch sucks at her lips. “May

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 extra places, please. Larry, tea

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