The Mansion

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reawakening again, she slowly stretched so as not to wake her Papa Bear and slipped from bed, dressing and heading to kitchen. A quick stop in the Great Room to pipe music into the kitchen, she grabs an apron, donning it over her summer dress, pours a quick cup of coffee and starts pulling stuff out of the cupboards and refrigerator. Baking. Yes. Going to bake today.

With Josh Turner's Time Is Love coming over the hidden speakers, she starts mxing things together and sipping coffee.
 
Another pair of flowers. Lilly's. Their large, soft petals blossomed in an array of white, pink, and violet colors. The little splash of life a stark contrast to the stair.
 
Another pair of flowers. Lilly's. Their large, soft petals blossomed in an array of white, pink, and violet colors. The little splash of life a stark contrast to the stair.

With flour on her nose and chin, she headed for the study. She kept her cds in there. On her way there, the color on the stairs caught her eye. Lips turned up in a smile. Dusting a hand on the seat of her shorts, Cait reached for the lilies, admiring their colors and the bold splash of color they gave to the dull, simple stairs. All three colors were among her favorite.

Thoughtfully, she went into the study, retrieved the cds she wanted and headed back to the Great Room to put them in the player. Then it was back to kitchen for another vase, though these, she left on the counter where they were showcased perfectly.

Back to the baking and dancing as this song came in over the speakers.
 
She woke. She stretched. Sometime in the night he had shifted off of her and she had cuddled right up against him, never once waking in what had been left of the night. She ached all over, from collarbone to pelvis. It was an ache that reminded her, every time she moved, what she had done to put it there and that made her smile.

A happy heart. A happy girl. She slipped from the bed, snagged his shirt from the closet in passing and donned it before slipping from the room in pursuit of coffee.
 
Journal Entry~

Well another school year begins. I take a couple of kids in the family to school on their first day. It allows me the opportunity to spend a little time with them and keep our line of communication open. Their mother doesn't drive and she's a single parent. Her daughter, I take to school and pick up every day because the girl wanted to go to a New Technology school. This school provides her with the opportunity to further her dreams as a graphic artist/writer. The girl is in high school, so again it allows me to spend some time with her so we don't get lost to each other. It means I get up every morning at 6 am and I'm gone by 2pm but I wouldn't change it for the world. The girl has a dry, sarcastic sense of humor that makes me laugh but when she gets disrespectful to her mother, I don't stand for it and it doesn't take much for me to pull her back in line. It doesn't help that her step-father (the only daddy she's known since her sperm donor has never truly made an effort to be one for her) is an ass. He's only redeeming quality in my eyes is the fact that he does love the girl as if she was his own. Otherwise, someone could grind him up for meat or fertilizer for all I'd care.

The Wheel of the seasons, ever turning, makes itself felt today. The lazy days of summer have slipped by and damn if I'm not happy to see them go.
 
A song comes over the speakers as she is cooking in the kitchen. It makes her want to dance. No one is about as her hips begin to sway to the slow tune. The rest of her body following suit.
 
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