Serenade to a Savage by Hayley Camille

Author:Hayley Camille [Camille, Hayley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SpearPoint Press
Published: 2017-08-24T22:00:00+00:00

“I’m hungry,” George Junior pouted, folding his arms across his stomach melodramatically. “I wish momma was here to make us some cookies.”

“If wishes were fishes, we’d all have a fry,” Nancy recited, with an air of superiority, from behind her open book. They were both sitting at the kitchen table with empty milk mugs in front of them. “You can’t just have whatever you like all the time, Georgie, you’re such a baby.”

“I am not!” the little boy cried, indignantly.

“You are. If you want something, you’ll just have to grow up and manage it yourself. I’m nearly twelve, I know these things.”

“Well, I don’t know how to make food yet,” Georgie complained. “And my belly is making funny noises.”

“Mommy and Pop will be home soon, I’m sure of it,” Nancy said, non-committally. She looked up at the crystal clock on the shelf. It was half past five in the afternoon. Her mother had mentioned that she might not be home in time for dinner when she’d left a few hours earlier, but Nancy hadn’t expected her father to leave as well. She supposed he had some urgent business to attend to. The children had occasionally been left alone before, but not recently, and never for this long. Nancy did her best to ignore the gnawing feeling that she should tell someone. After all, her mother had specifically asked her to look after Georgie, so perhaps she’d anticipated they might need to make do alone for a while.

“I’m bored,” Georgie complained again, dropping his head down onto the table with a thunk.

“Read a book,” Nancy said, wisely.

“I’m too hungry to read,” he groaned. Nancy rolled her eyes. Small children were such a bother.

“If you’re so grown up, then you should make the cookies for me!” Georgie said. “Please, Nancy? Or I’ll go and tell Mrs. Porter that no-one’s home and she’ll come over and make you play rummy with her all afternoon.”

“You wouldn’t!” Nancy said, closing her book and jumping to her feet.

“Sure, I would. If it meant making cookies,” Georgie grinned.

“My stars!” Nancy exclaimed with her hands on her hips, in a manner almost identical to her mother. “You’re such a little tattle-tale!” She scowled at her brother for a moment, pondering her options. Nancy had used the oven plenty of times before, but only under the watchful eye of her mother. Still, mommy had said she was getting older and more responsible. And that she would start trusting her with important things. The anticipation of a promised day out in the city discussing those important things, whatever they were, drifted to the front of her mind. If I look after Georgie by myself, she’ll definitely see how responsible I am, Nancy decided.

“Alright, I’ll make you cookies,” she said. “But you can’t eat them all at once or you’ll get a belly-ache and I’ll get in trouble for it.”

Georgie beamed, pushing his nutmeg hair out of his eyes. He dragged a chair across the linoleum toward the bench.

“Can I lick the spoon?”

“If you behave,” said his sister, trying to hide a small smile.

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