Papa, coffee this morning? Uncle?  she asked from the kitchen

they sat in the livingroom across from each other separated by an Oriental carpet on a hardwood floor he in an upholstered chair Uncle on a loveseat

                                            Don want to put you out babe

No thanks, kiddo, I don’t drink coffee. said Uncle

It’s no trouble. that was her to a T  nothing if she thought to do it was trouble 

                                                                       I’ve an idea.

Cacaopronounced ca-cow. Wouldya consider a cup of cacao? 

cup of cacao captured his imagination

Uncles face was inquisitive  though noncommittal

Cocoa

No. Similar. More nutritious less processed.

    Yes please  Ill have a cup

I use a French press.

I’ll have a cup too, please.

This wont be a Jekyll an Hyde will it

a little laugh percolated from the kitchen

                                           What?  I don’t know who or what that is, are.

No he was ridiculous  Ive failed you as a father

As an uncle your father failed you.

her laughter escalated

                               Niice.

When finished I usually tap it with an organic vanilla creamer. Interested?

When in Rome do as the Romans do  Please

Yes. I’ll second that.

                      looking from the loveseat at him What have we gotten ourselves into?

Nothing we cant handle

 

    they sipped warm  creeamy

                                    if a Robert Louis Stevenson potion  all Jekyll giggles when prior to sipping he heldup his cup and posed  Na Zdrowie

Na Zdrowie! they chimed clinking the lips of their cups

1130,  SeattleSunday,  18  5. 25

1045,  Tuesday,  27  5. 25