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for present comfort and for future good

Jul 07, 2013 15:34

Friday, June 1
Day 1461
The garden behind the WhitechapelI think that today I will stay in the garden. The sun is shining, and I can sit on the chaise longue with my shoes off and my feet up, and I have all of the books that I need with me - and the notebook for my project with Alice, too. I shall have to speak with her about that when she returns ( Read more... )

wanda, rose, valmont, hermia

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valmont_vicomte July 7 2013, 20:35:13 UTC

"Papa! Papa!"

I never thought there would be something sweeter than Hermia calling my name, but hearing my little Lucien call for me might just pip it to the post. He runs across the garden towards me and I scoop him up, spin him around, and he laughs uproariously. I come over and drop a kiss on Hermia's head.

"Hello, cherie. I have just been to the bakery for some bread for lunch. How was your morning?" With the Whitechapel more respectable these days, my bedtime is a little earlier and my waking a little earlier too, and this morning I have been diligently working on the accounts.

hermia_sophia July 8 2013, 02:19:01 UTC

Hearing Valmont and Luc's laughter in harmony is the most glorious music I could imagine. I close my eyes and listen, smiling into the sun for a moment, and I only look up again when I feel Valmont's kiss land on the top of my head.

"Hello, cherie. I have just been to the bakery for some bread for lunch. How was your morning?"

"Good to see you, love. It was more productive than I expected," I reply with a smile.

"Papa, see?" Luc squeals as he leans over the edge of Valmont's arm. "Flowers!

"Yes, darling," I agree, grinning up at Luc. "Flowers. Your morning was productive too, wasn't it?" I lower my voice a bit as I continue, quiet and serious, "I'm almost done with…what I've been working on for Alice. I hope that I can make it soon. While I still have a little more time," I add, with a crooked grin down at my stomach. "And how was your morning? Have you gotten the paperwork out of the way?"

valmont_vicomte July 8 2013, 10:45:51 UTC

Luc is very keen to show me his flowers, and squirms out of my arms. I sit down next to Hermia, and talk to her in between making appropriately-thrilled noises at Luc's various finds.

"I'm almost done with…what I've been working on for Alice. I hope that I can make it soon. While I still have a little more time."

"Oh, that is good news," I say, warmly. Dear Alice has come such a long way. When we first met her, it was hard to imagine her being able to go to school or hold down a job, and she is managing beautifully. She and Hermia have done great work together.

"And how was your morning? Have you gotten the paperwork out of the way?"

"Yes, thank goodness. I have left Cora on the front desk, so I can stay with you all for a couple of hours now. Are you hungry yet? Or if you want to nap I'm sure Luc and I can amuse ourselves." As I say that, our son tugs on my trouser leg with a soil-covered hand and proudly presents me with a worm that he has found. I have had to become a little less precious about my clothes since we had him.

hermia_sophia July 8 2013, 13:33:45 UTC

"Oh, that is good news,"

"I hope that this will help her even more." I do not think that Luc can understand us, but I lower my voice all the same, and wait until he's toddled a few steps away before I say, "She's doing much better as it is, but she's still…troubled by Carol more than I would like. Chester's going to stop in later, and we'll talk about it further."

"Yes, thank goodness. I have left Cora on the front desk, so I can stay with you all for a couple of hours now. Are you hungry yet? Or if you want to nap I'm sure Luc and I can amuse ourselves."

"Oh, no, I couldn't sleep." Sleep is hard to come by these days - it is impossible to get comfortable! I shift around in the chair again, trying to lean a little farther forward. "But thank you - and, oh, that's a very nice worm, darling," I interrupt myself to tell Luc. Most definitely a sentence that I never dreamed that I would be saying before I had a child. Nor would I have dreamed that Valmont would sit there calmly watching his trousers get covered in mud ( ... )

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atrarosa July 8 2013, 18:21:00 UTC

I love babies. Even if they are very silly. I like them because they aren't very good at lying about things, and most people lie a lot all the time. I can tell. Father says lying is a useful talent, but he's always honest with me.

Mama, I'm going to see Luc and Valmont and Hermia and Alice. I was going to wait for her to come home, since she gets upset when I go out without her. But I got bored. Being the mayor makes her busy. Besides, I can tell her quite easily where I am and what I'm doing, just by thinking of it. I remember when last year I took Luc out for a walk and Hermia was panicked when I came back. I thought Luc would tell her where he was. I didn't realise not everybody could tell their mama things. Gosh, I was such a baby then.

I go out in my purple dress. Mama says it's for parties but there isn't going to be a party for ages and I like it the best. Father says I should just wear whatever I like when I want. Kent says ask your mother. But if I ask her she'll say no so that's silly. Kent's napping now after lunch. He ( ... )

mistresswanda July 8 2013, 18:54:06 UTC

"Here's the designs for the new apartment housing, a proposal to extend the market to Fridays and Saturdays, a petition to close 'The Boy..." Toby lays out everything I need to look at today, and that last on the list goes right into the trash bin. Shake my head and sigh. "You'd think people would have given up on that by now." I comment, scribbling down some notes about the market.

"Have you been over to the O'Kelly's cafe' lately?" I ask my deputy mayor, curious to see how it's been doing. They opened a farm to table type restaurant about a year ago. Last I knew, they went from six tables to sixteen. "Maybe I should see if I can get a reservation in for---" My good natured joke is cut of mid-sentence by my daughter's voice in my head. Mama, I'm going to see Luc and Valmont and Hermia and Alice.

"And it seems I must swing by The Whitechapel, right now." I get up from my desk and head towards the door. Toby just nods and shuffles the paperwork. He's learned not to ask anymore when I get up and leave suddenly. He knows ( ... )

atrarosa July 8 2013, 20:54:56 UTC

"Mama, put me down, I'm not a baby," I protest. The new doctor says I'm as tall as a six year old! I wriggle down. "Hello, Valmont and Hermia," I say politely, and then I go over to where Luc is digging in the flower bed.

hermia_sophia July 9 2013, 02:23:29 UTC

We have a lovely lunch in the garden, all sunlight and flowers, and if Luc tries to plant one or two of his little sandwiches instead of eating them - well, he will eat enough later on to make up for it, I think. I settle back on the chaise when I have finished, balancing a book on my belly while I bask in the sun and watch Luc play.

"Hello everyone, mind if we intrude for a bit?"

I blink up at the new voice. "Wanda! And Rose. Oh, no, not at all. It's good to see you both Please come in."

"Mama, put me down, I'm not a baby," I protest. The new doctor says I'm as tall as a six year old! I wriggle down. "Hello, Valmont and Hermia,"

No, she is not a baby, for all that she is barely a year older than Luc.

Luc adores Rose - he's fascinated by her. She adores him, too, and while I would ordinarily love for Luc to have a slightly-older friend…Rose worries me. She can be a dear child, most of the time. But I do not want to chase her away, even so. Even if the man who calls himself Kent Whitman now is not the man (who was not a man!) who ( ... )

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