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VeronaHills, Interlude: Notes

Eartha took mama Mary's advice and locked in with Cliff to raise their baby. "Put a ring on that man" she did! However, she was also counting on her mama to be around to be a nana… will it take a village instead?

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VeronaHills, Round Twenty Seven: Notes

"What do you know about a plant that eats people?"

The question was put no more bluntly than Cliff's usual manner of speaking but he still managed to surprise himself. The content of his query was absurd. Sure, venus flytraps were real plants that attracted flies to the inner tract to feed on, but a plant big enough to swallow a human could not be possible, and Little Shop of Horrors was not a documentary.

Then again, Night of the Living Dead was no doco either, but proof of a reanimated not-quite-alive, not-quite-dead person shuffled amongst everyone in the village, and Cliff had played a part in making that grey zombie of Hi Thyme a sad reality. He'd never really liked the guy but it turned out the guilt of taking part in a dark ritual had a way of weighing on one's conscience, especially after becoming a dad. Life was nothing to played around with. Kesha was also starting to get curious and ask questions about the green people; it was only a matter of time before she wondered about the pale uncle of her school friend Tech.

It just so happened Eartha had invited her aunt Delta for dinner one evening. For Eartha's part, she had abandoned the basement ritual to bring Hi back, as she was already pregnant with Kesha and felt sick at the sight of it. Cliff could only wish he'd followed her then and there, but here he was, taking Delta aside for a yarn in the backyard and asking the lovely old woman what she knew about human-eating plants. Wholesome family activity.

Delta's face dropped and she moved past Cliff to go back indoors. "It's not my place to talk about such things, even if I am married to a Tricou. Oh, I think Kesha's calling us." Cliff did not hear his daughter's voice but Delta seemed certain, and he was left standing by the sunflowers, listening to whizzing cicadas nearby.

The supernatural forums were right. Members of the Tricou family, famous for reappearing at their haunted House of Fallen Trees after years of having vanished from the city, were indeed the right people to ask about a plant that eats people. The "looks like a cow" thing probably wasn't true but the rumour mill had ground out a single kernel of truth.

Delta's non-answer answer was more revealing than Cliff could have hoped for.

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VeronaHills, Round Twenty Six: Monty

Slipping on her silver pumps for the day ahead, Goldie felt satisfied.

Eartha and Kesha were visiting that afternoon so Angelo could be properly introduced to his aunt and cousin. Time had gotten away from both sides, Goldie and Eartha could both admit - but it had to be done now. Daddy would have wanted to see his grandchildren talking and laughing together; oh, Goldie's heart still caused lumps in her throat at the thought of him being gone, and her big brother before his time, and her big sister leaving behind her literary legacy. Romeo, oh her Romeo! And mama, poor mama.

She was going to see them all again in a matter of days; the doctor's stilted, serious diagnosis had made that clear. There was only so much heartache a graceful woman who had aged like fine wine could take. So Angelo would need family wrapped around him, as a teenager without his mama - Goldie knew what that was like, all too well. He was a Monty son, so he would never want for anything, by design at her late mama's behest.

Hopefully, the red lipsticks found rattling around in drawers in the weeks to come wouldn't cause too much pain for those left behind.

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VeronaHills, Round Twenty Six: Notes

Kesha was surrounded by family at her birthday party.

In the early days of Eartha getting to know Cliff, she'd asked him about his family. He'd gone quiet and shook his head - parents lost in a car accident, he eventually said. So it was up to Eartha's side of the family to show up for Kesha at milestone events, and show up they did, in droves. The Lands came with armfuls of gifts, which they would set down on the dining table to free themselves up to scoop Kesha into their arms, announcing themselves as 'gruncles'; Delta was the classy granty.

The Hart side, now only consisting of Goldie and her son Angelo, were a little more standoffish. Eartha had expected as much; she'd never quite found common ground with her sister, growing up not being raised by Valentine and all. Still, it would be nice if Kesha could know her aunt and cousin better, so Eartha always extended the invites, even if Goldie cited Monty family affairs for being unable to attend. Baby steps...