The Great Big Fairy (The Fairies Saga Book 4) by Haviland Dani

Author:Haviland, Dani [Haviland, Dani]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Chill Out!
Published: 2011-08-23T04:00:00+00:00

27 Back Home with Grandpa

I hid my embarrassment in the kitchen, which was a good place for me to be: dinner wasn’t going to cook itself. Leah was tending to Bibby, Jenny was watching her little brothers and sister, and Jody was in charge of his young sons. Sarah had come inside to clean up her tools or whatever after performing the minor surgery, and Benji and Janie were taking care of each other. Everyone was basking in the joy of family and peace. All that was needed was a big dinner to make it a perfect day. That was going to be my job.

James had followed me inside, carrying the three plucked and cleaned chickens for our supper. “Well, since there are enough caregivers out there for all the babies and wounded, I figured I’d volunteer for KP duty. Do you need any potatoes peeled, corn husked, ale brewed?” he joked.

“Ale,” I said, “I probably didn’t bring in enough, but how about some snacks to go with it? Got any ideas?”

“I’m on it, and I’ll bring back a little something special, too,” he said, then headed out the door.

I grabbed three good-sized onions and a couple of garlic bulbs. I trimmed and peeled, then stuffed them into the heavily buttered and salted birds. I had three clay pots, one moderately chipped, but still serviceable, so employed them all. I scrubbed a dozen potatoes and threw them in a basket. I had baked bread the day before and held back a couple of loaves from the men, planning to make French toast. Well, it looked like we wouldn’t be having that for tomorrow’s brunch—sourdough pancakes would be fine—but I had the bread for dinner. I could glaze a couple dozen carrots in Jenny’s maple syrup and bring out a rum-soaked fruitcake for dessert. I couldn’t have accomplished a finer Thanksgiving dinner if I had worked on it all day.

Jenny popped up at my side at just the right time. Sometimes I think she has the sight, too. She and Leah both seem to anticipate my needs, even before I have them. “Daddy already has the fire going outside,” she informed me, then asked, “Can I poke the potatoes into the ashes, huh? I know I was supposed to clean them out today, but I thought we still might need them for baking, so I left them for just one more day. But, I promise I’ll clean them out tomorrow, okay?”

“Yes, you may set the potatoes in, and yes, tomorrow will be fine, but let’s put the clay pots in first. And leave room for the Dutch oven. I used some of your maple syrup for glazed carrots. It’s a good thing we can cook outside. I don’t think I could fit this many pots and potatoes in the hearth.”

Jenny helped me ferry the food to the cook fire while the rest of the family visited. I shrugged off their offers of help. I had all I needed with Jenny, and then I let her go, too.

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