Fail, Medical Kidnap Files by P.D. Workman

Author:P.D. Workman [Workman, P.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: P.D. Workman

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

Of course, the boys fell asleep with their books, and soon the house was quiet, with Adela being the only one awake and working. She put some Christmas music on the stereo and listened to it while she cooked. She was looking forward to her own nap in the afternoon, but she was used to motoring through her fatigue, so it wasn’t a big deal. Maybe she would get a good nap in and maybe she wouldn’t. It would depend mainly on how the boys were for Harold.

Goldie whined around Adela’s feet, looking for some attention. Or for some of the turkey he could smell cooking in the oven. She scratched his ears and talked to him while she cooked.

Eventually, everything was ready, and she had to awaken her sleeping beauties to enjoy the Christmas feast. She didn’t make a big spread any time but Easter, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Even then, if she had sick kids on those days, the family could make do with soup and sandwiches, reheated casserole, or whatever else she could pull together in a few minutes between comforting children.

She awoke Harold first and put him in charge of getting the boys moving, washed up, and to the table. Then she returned to the kitchen and started to put the serving dishes on the table. She stopped to admire the table. There wasn’t any good china, of course. That would be stupid with such young children, especially those with ADHD or behavioral problems. But even with their regular plastic plates and everyday flatware, it looked pretty nice.

“I wasn’t sleeping,” Saul was protesting as Harold herded him toward the table. Adela grinned when she saw the creases on his face from whatever he had fallen asleep on. Face down on his book, probably.

“I wasn’t ready to get up,” Finn was whining at the same time. And he was probably right. But when dinner was ready, it was ready. She wasn’t going to let the turkey get dried out sitting in the oven for half the day.

“You can go finish your nap after dinner. Or maybe put on a movie and snuggle under a blanket when you watch it.”

“Can I use my sleeping bag?” Finn demanded. “Can I camp out to watch the movie?”

“Yes.”

“What movie will it be?”

“A Christmas movie would be nice. I’m sure there are a lot of them on today. We’ll look after dinner and see, okay?”

He climbed up onto his chair and sat there rubbing his eyes and he looked over all of the different dishes. “What’s that?”

“That’s sweet potato.”

“It looks like carrots. It’s orange.”

“Yes.”

“What’s that?”

“Turkey dressing.”

He looked at her, frowning. “Turkey… clothes?”

“No.” Adela laughed at his consternation. “It’s called stuffing or dressing. It’s a sort of bread that’s really good to eat with turkey, mashed potatoes, and gravy.”

“I don’t like that.”

“You know the rule.”

He nodded immediately. “Put a little bit on my plate.”

“That’s right.”

He continued to look at the variety of food. “Can I have Cheerios?”

“No. Not for dinner. We have special Christmas food today.

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