#Chapter 25: A Functioning Household

Elara It didn’t take long to decide: a picnic would be the perfect antidote to the rough morning. “Sure, we can have a picnic,” I said, ruffling the girls’ hair. “We’ll make cakes and sandwiches and spread a blanket out in the field.” Zoe clapped her hands. “Can Clyde come, too?” “Of course,” I replied, brushing a stray strand of dark hair from her forehead. “We’ll invite the maid, too. I think they both deserve a little break, don’t you think?” The girls grinned, delighted by the notion of a picnic with some new friends. I rose to my feet and took their hands, leading them toward the kitchen. The girls ran off to invite the maid to our picnic. I overheard them asking her in the hallway, and her confused response. “You want me to… have a picnic with you!” “Yes!” Zoe exclaimed. “Mommy said she’s making cakes!” “Oh… That sounds nice. Sure, I’ll come. I’m Annie, by the way.” In the kitchen, I got right to work. I squeezed lemons for fresh lemon