“did you make the eggnog or did grandma do it?”
( @purementetrange sent a Christmas themed meme )
A stifled SNORT came from the petite woman as she gazed out of the mansion window. Slender arms folded across her chest as her mind raced causing her to feel faint. ‘ It would be safe to presume it was Grandmother because I CERTAINLY did not.’ she announced sarcastically. With one swift movement, she bounded for the seated area making herself as comfortable as she possibly could. Her bottom lip hung lower than usual, a pout that seemed permanently in place of a once radiant smile. She hadn’t been herself as of late but she REFUSED to talk about it.









