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    From Scratch (Chapter 2)

    Helena shrugged a little, “Well, the kids want to see the beach, and there’s no doubt I’m going shopping, but for the most part I think we’re just going to relax.” 
    Peter grinned and added, “Well, if you ever want to know where the best shops are, we’ll gladly take you.” Andrew smirked at him, his eyes catching the man’s before him and he grew silent, a smile still lingering over his lips. 
    Rolling her eyes at the clearly smitten couple before her, Helena stated, “It’d be nice for us all to go out again.”
    Managing to pull his gaze back to his younger sister, Andrew nodded, “Yeah, when we’re not working we’ll definitely have to make the most of you being here. Oh, that actually reminds me, I have a friend stopping by the house tomorrow to pick a package up – I hope that’s okay?” 
    Helena nodded, “Of course. I take it you’ll be at work?”
    “Yes,” Andrew answered, “I’ve told Dylan to pick it up at about three.”
    “All right, I’ll make sure we’re in,” Helena smiled back. The name held a vague familiarity and she concluded that ‘Dylan’ was one of her brother’s close friends, someone she had heard a little of whenever Andrew would visit London or call home to see how his sisters were doing. 
    “Mummy, do you want some?” Leah suddenly asked, holding her spoon out to her mother. Helena shook her head with a smile and the little girl stated, “I’ve had enough.”
    “Hm, I didn’t think you could finish it,” Helena replied, eyebrow raised. Leah shrugged a little and dropped her spoon on the table. When her mother gestured for her to shuffle over, she complied quickly and allowed her to wipe the dessert from around her mouth. “There we go,” Helena smiled, brushing her thumbs over her little girl’s now clean cheeks. 
    “I can’t eat any more,” Nicky then stated, placing his own spoon back in the bowl and sitting back in his chair, hands resting over his stomach in exaggerated bloatedness. 
    “Wipe your face then, sweetie, and we’ll get ready to go,” Helena told him, handing across a clean napkin with which Nicky brushed across his mouth. 

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