[ She's puttering around in the kitchen making you half-french chicken soup, you ungrateful little shit. Her mother had a lovely recipe that Raleigh remembered having when she'd been down with the worst cases of flu, and it had been delicious and piping hot and it'd always went down easy.
Chuck's sick and she'd sent their baby in to make him feel better while he prepared good stuff for him so love her for being a fucking great wife okay. (Also because she's busy and no one's going to keep an eye on him because Percy really is going to grow up to be a felon -- he keeps getting out of his playpen).
To his credit, Percy really doesn't understand 90% of what he's saying, only picking up on 'Mommy' and he's giggling and giving Max kisses, and his daddy kisses too, because Mommy told him to.
Raleigh comes in after a few minutes, balancing a bowl of hot chicken soup mixed in with carrots and potatoes and a biscuit. He looks like death warmed over, and she sets the tray on the side before perching beside him, adjusting the towel on his forehead. He's still burning up, but she imagines it'll settle in awhile. ]
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Chuck's sick and she'd sent their baby in to make him feel better while he prepared good stuff for him so love her for being a fucking great wife okay. (Also because she's busy and no one's going to keep an eye on him because Percy really is going to grow up to be a felon -- he keeps getting out of his playpen).
To his credit, Percy really doesn't understand 90% of what he's saying, only picking up on 'Mommy' and he's giggling and giving Max kisses, and his daddy kisses too, because Mommy told him to.
Raleigh comes in after a few minutes, balancing a bowl of hot chicken soup mixed in with carrots and potatoes and a biscuit. He looks like death warmed over, and she sets the tray on the side before perching beside him, adjusting the towel on his forehead. He's still burning up, but she imagines it'll settle in awhile. ]
Hey, babe. Can you sit up?