Tatted Cowboy
“I call, walking through her front door. I don’t bother knocking, since I know she will only tell me I don’t have to – I am her granddaughter, after all, and family shouldn’t knock. It’s something she has always said to me. The smell of roast meat smacks me in the face as soon as I walk through the door. My mouth begins to water and I follow the scent right to the kitchen.
Gran is bent over the oven, a fork in her hand, prodding the potatoes to check if they are done.
“Hello, love,” ...she says, standing.
“Smells delicious,” I tell her, walking over to give her a kiss on the cheek. “Mmm chicken.” I peek over her shoulder and into the oven, and breathe deep.
“It will be ready soon. I made a bread and butter pudding for dessert, too,” she states proudly.
“Can’t wait. Do you need any help?”
“No, it’s all sorted. Actually, can you set the table for me?”MoreLess
Gran is bent over the oven, a fork in her hand, prodding the potatoes to check if they are done.
“Hello, love,” ...she says, standing.
“Smells delicious,” I tell her, walking over to give her a kiss on the cheek. “Mmm chicken.” I peek over her shoulder and into the oven, and breathe deep.
“It will be ready soon. I made a bread and butter pudding for dessert, too,” she states proudly.
“Can’t wait. Do you need any help?”
“No, it’s all sorted. Actually, can you set the table for me?”MoreLess
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