Snippet #1482570

Heaven smiled down at Jezebel, her cousin. She'd always liked thinking that Jezebel was her little sister, and had even gone through a phase five years back, before Cheyenne came around, when she used to try being the girl's mother. It had driven everyone in the house crazy, not excluding the little girl. Reaching her free hand out, the teen fixed her cousin's slightly tousled hair. "Morning, Jezzy." She said, handing out a couple stocks of celery and a knife. "Use the pull out cutting board, 'kay?" She said, winking at the girl.

"Morning, Jez." Kerrie said as she continued to chop the vegetables. The woman made a feast nearly every day. Omelets were her specialty, and she knew that everyone liked them. But she wasn't stopping with the eggs. She had bread in the oven, and nudged Heaven toward a sack of potatoes. "Three should be good." She said, giving a stern look to the girl. Heaven nodded and quickly went about shredding the spuds.

"I wonder where my mom is." Heaven said aloud. "I was hoping to get a few minutes to talk to her before I left. I'm thinking about going on a little walk this morning, it's such a nice day." The teen said. "If you want to come with, get out of the house too, you can." She said, directing her attention to the youngest of the house. She looked out the window, hoping to see where her father was in his morning rituals. It would be horrible for her not to get the most important part of her day, a hug from her daddy.

Cheyenne was surprised when her husband pulled her to him to actually hold her close. She had hoped for a little fun, if nothing else. But, he seemed to still be that shell of himself. The whimper nearly tore through her. And, momentarily, she was annoyed. It was all about damned Rosemary. She was sure that if she went missing the man would have her side of the bed filled with someone every night, alive or dead, it didn't really matter. And more likely than not, it would be Rosemary. She loved her husband, so in turn cared about her sister-in-law. But, she didn't like knowing that she wasn't the top in his life, her jealousy always overrode just about any kind of love she had for the woman.

Her arms moved around Asher as she hugged him, coming fully awake quickly. Her hands moved slowly over the man's back as he pressed his face into her hair, making her wonder just how much he was actually hurting. "She's probably working hard on some target." She offered softly, not really sure what to say. "Any time now she can just walk right in the door, not a single worry on her face." Her selfish, conceited face.