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    Backstory ~ Chapter Two

     

    Very little was ideal.  They had been scheduled to restock the kitchen the next day.  Their supplies were even lower than usual for this time of the week because Tina had been in a cooking frenzy and had depleted their usual supply of free range chicken breasts and line-caught tuna. There were a five steaks, one package of organic hot dogs, twenty-four chicken fingers, one turkey burger, and a large supply of tofu burritos that were kept in stock for Angelica’s favorite babysitter.  Bette looked at the bean-filled packets and glanced around the house before she shoved those packages into the back of the freezer. The Ciao Bella Peach Melba sorbet and Blue Bunny Bunny Tracks ice cream melted on the counter, abandoned when Bette moved on to survey the kitchen cupboards.

     

    The cupboards had disgorged four varieties of oatmeal, three of which could be made instantly, five kinds of breakfast cereals, some of which Angelica had disdained months earlier and that had to be quite stale, crunchy peanut butter, organic almond butter and cashew butter, Tiptree’s Little Scarlet strawberry jam, grape jelly, low salt rice cakes, vegetable bouillon cubes, several boxes of Aunt Annie’s organic macaroni and cheese mix, arborio rice, a container of butternut squash soup, a can of chick peas, a box of organic animal crackers,  two jars of pitted black olives, and one jar of marinated artichoke hearts.

     

    She worriedly looked at the pictures on the box of animal crackers. She thought that it would have been difficult to explain to the visitors why human children devoured depictions of the species to which Tina’s family belonged. She was relieved to find that there were no wolves and was happy that Tina had not been raised by monkeys, lions, or elephants.

     

    Bette removed her Tiptree Little Scarlet jam from the pile and slipped it into a drawer. She set aside the chick peas for the same reason she had hidden the burritos.  She surveyed what was left, trying to imagine how to mush the contents together into a meal for eleven hungry carnivores.

     

    She sighed and glanced at Tina, who was now on her back, arms and legs in the air, wriggling her spine back and forth on the rug, demonstrating the delicious scratching move for her enthralled relatives.

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    Comments

    1. Giggled right through the story. The visuals are so funny – and so specific. All details are natural, except, of course, for the wolf part. Which is also quite natural. Thanks Spumoni.

    2. Ah-OOO! Wolves in West Hollywood….AH-OOO! this is such a cute story, and I love how Bette is just taking having the in-laws to visit in stride. I can just imagine calling a takeout barbecue place at 11:30 at night and ordering 27 whole chickens and 11 racks of ribs! good luck getting that! Did Mama and Papa also bring wolf dollars? it was so cute how Bette was hiding her jam. I don’t know this brand, but I highly recommend raspberry jam as much better. But wolves don’t eat jam, she needn’t worry! Her rescuing the pup was so cute too. I read the other day that wolves show acceptance and affection to each other by chomping (not biting with teeth) on each other, but I guess you already knew this, as you had the pup chomp Bette. Love this story, do post again soon!

    3. Let me know where to meet for the group therapy ’cause I’m loving your twisted little tale! Bette is such a good wife… trying to fix the in-laws a nice meal. I’m hoping you’ll continue as this was a good laugh from start to finish.

    4. “Baby, twenty-seven chickens and nine full racks of beef ribs. No sauce.” … the Lupi-Kennardis are keeping kosher?…Love your invention! Thanks!

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