This is a continuation of a story I was writing some time ago. See here for the last instalment.
This story was inspired by the following word prompts:
Today’s things are: farewell, retirement, pasture
James returned to the Kitchen to find that Mrs Ponsomby had breakfast well underway.
The smells of the sausages and bacon sizzling in the pan made his stomach rumble. It was one of his favourite aromas.
Jennifer was helping Mrs Ponsomby by beating the eggs with a little milk.
“Go and Wash your hands, James, you’re all covered in grime and cobwebs from that cellar” Jennifer chided automatically falling back into her role as the bossy younger sister. Since growing up in the orphanage, they’d always been close but the last couple of years they had led separate lives. He worked in the City as a bank clerk and Jennifer was a teaching assistant at a Primary school in the suburbs. They both had their separate little dingy flats and led separate lives, meeting up occasionally. It was funny how being back together they had reverted. He was once again the protective older brother.
Obediently he went upstairs and cleaned himself up, then returned to the dining room and set the table.