"Right," she says, suddenly sounding a lot more cheerful. It changes her, though the lines in her face stay just as deep. "We have something to celebrate, then. You help me with dinner, and I'll make sure there's a bottle for us that the boys won't touch."
"Oh, Lord," she groans, but it's for effect: she's already standing, willing to do just that. "He said numbers, not cooking. Alright, let's see how quickly I can be dismissed."
She's passable, though. And, for the first time in a long while, feeling at least a little more hopeful.
It makes Polly laugh, quick and easy, and she shows her where the things
she needs are. Polly isn't exactly an inventive cook, but the meal they
prepare is hearty and fairly healthy, and before long everyone is filtering
in. John and his children, Arthur, Finn, Ada, and Tommy last. When he sees
them at the table he smiles, stands next to Letty.
"Alright, everyone. This here's Letty Ortiz. She's going to be joining the
ranks. You give her any shit, she's going to take care of it herself, so I
don't need to be bothered."
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She's passable, though. And, for the first time in a long while, feeling at least a little more hopeful.
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It makes Polly laugh, quick and easy, and she shows her where the things she needs are. Polly isn't exactly an inventive cook, but the meal they prepare is hearty and fairly healthy, and before long everyone is filtering in. John and his children, Arthur, Finn, Ada, and Tommy last. When he sees them at the table he smiles, stands next to Letty.
"Alright, everyone. This here's Letty Ortiz. She's going to be joining the ranks. You give her any shit, she's going to take care of it herself, so I don't need to be bothered."