The Coven, Monday
Sam was pacing around the restaurant today, driving the kitchen staff nuts. Everything that had gone down on Saturday had left him in a bit of a panic of the 'my kids were nearly in danger and they haven't even been born yet' variety.
. . . what was it going to be like when they were older? In between himself, Phoebe, and Cole there was no way he could try and fool himself into thinking that the girls were highly unlikely to be inclined to go looking for trouble. Or have trouble find them.
Hence the fretting. And pacing. Lots of it.
Maybe that's why the dessert special today was raspberry fools.
. . . what was it going to be like when they were older? In between himself, Phoebe, and Cole there was no way he could try and fool himself into thinking that the girls were highly unlikely to be inclined to go looking for trouble. Or have trouble find them.
Hence the fretting. And pacing. Lots of it.
Maybe that's why the dessert special today was raspberry fools.