'Let's get working,' Tuesday came after a restless night. The weather didn't diminish in the least. Lizzie, as opposed to running semi-nude around the house when the shower ended – had a change of mind. As cold as it was, going out in the hall would be a mistake she'd regret. Auic breathed a sigh of relief and tended to the girl's hair.
Breakfast began with the smell of burnt food oozing off the pan. A look revealed the Lymsey sisters trying to learn. Towered over them, Undrar, she held a smile; a mother teaching her daughters how to cook. Harmony around the house fit as if a puzzle. None felt left out, Deadeyes and Avon ran around extra. Achilles stood in the middle as a guardian, body wrapped in a rain-poncho colored brightly yellow, she waited.
"Master," called Auic, "-are you alright?" she asked as he felt a little off.