As BJ trudges his way through the mud puddled street on his return journey to the bar...
Word escapes from his alcohol soaked clutches and returns to the warmth of the kitchen and rescues Ebony. Unbeknownst to her, the fire in the oven had gone out and all that remained flowing was the gas...
RE: The Last Word... Now plastic coated.
Clearing the table Ebony wonders what Tarnsnz is up to.The first plate hits the sudsy water as Ebony looks out the window and watches Shell and Word
waddlewalking down the path.Ahhh. What to serve up for afternoon tea tomorrow?