Then I sat down upon the settee with a vessel of brewed leaves and delayed.
Lydia entered two hours subsequently, all smirks and brightness, transporting purchasing bags from establishments I could not afford even during a clearance event.
“Olivia, sweetie!” she summoned out in that syrupy utterance. “Thanks so much for watching the twins! I just had a few errands to run.”
Then I sat down on the couch with a cup of tea and waited.
A minor collection of tasks.
Six hours.
Certainly.
Olivia, resting on the floor with frozen material on her shoulder, offered no feedback.
That was when Lydia detected me resting on the settee.
“Oh! Hi, Daisy!” She chuckled anxiously. “I didn’t know you were coming by.”
“Clearly,” I stated serenely, executing a unhurried taste of brewed leaves.
