Tally Rossini’s shoes
Loud banging…clapping? Sounds through the mall and my little son - who just was nicely calm after a night of hell - starts to cry. I sigh and rock him in my arms.
Wakey wakey!! Breakfast, coffee and meeting time” a voice sounds gleefully. Must be one of the Serpents. Well… Their home, their rules, blabla… But they’ll might learn soon that you maybe try to be a tad more considerate with a baby around!
Andy has just finished telling me of his little adventure to search medicine for Lex and then about playing a way too old video game all night. (He talked about flying later in paradise, but I put that to bring a dream… I mean… Cone on? There’s barely enough energy and water here. So I can’t imagine here is some high tech game dusting away in an unused room…)
“Come boys… Lets have a look…” Andy gives me a grumbly stare “You too mister. It’s not my fault you played games all night.”
“They won’t be happy with a crying baby on the morning…” He tries to convince me to stay put. I scoff “They can try to be annoyed but I then give each ass a kick. They made him cry with their noise. Not the other way around. It’s like it always was here… In the end its the older ones doing the noise, shouting and screams… Not the kids…”
I reach Leo a stuffed (of course cleaned!) sock which I worked into a toy for him. It’s not much, but it gave me something to do during I watched him last night everytime he slept a bit at last. I am not a huge sewer… But guess at last you see it’s a teddy.
He grabs it and to ny joy stops the hard crying, pressing it to his face. Andy gives me a tired smile “Good work sis…” I shrug “Moms gotta be creative… Let’s see if Lex is up… At last I can say thanks too what he did… It might also help him get a better stand in here…”
While we leave our room I ask myself if that was maybe the reason why Lex even helped Andy… To fix his lousy reputation? But then… Who cares?
There is smell of food and coffee… Or something like that…? As we make our way to the Cafe. “Morning… nice wake up call. Though we were awake pretty much all night anyway… Leo is teething.” (no reason to tell them Andy wasn’t with us all night! Silblings first!) “So… Not to want to come cross after the first night… But you said I can stay with my baby. Then I think I can ask for a bit more consideration…”
Andy sits down looking like he has a hangover without having drunken.
Stay polite Tally. But stay strong. Show you’re a mother who isn’t a victim but a fighter. And I am. If this place is chaos… I’ll rather take my chance outside instead in a closed up space.
@Trudy
@Zandra
@Danni
(Permission of Scott to tag Andy along and hvef him talk a bit)