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
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