เข้าสู่ระบบSomehow we make it to early evening without any major disasters. The sun is starting to sink lower and the children are finally showing signs of actually being tired. “I’m hungry,” Maisie announces. A chorus of agreement follows. I mentally run through my fridge inventory and come up with approx
Dahlia My voice comes out higher than intended. “Weston, I’m not the best babysitter” “I know, I know it’s a huge imposition.” He looks genuinely apologetic. “But they’re well-behaved and they love the animals so they’ll be entertained. I’ll pay triple and I’ll be back first thing tomorrow morning
“She kicked me!” He sounds genuinely shocked. “Because you grabbed her wrong!” “How else was I supposed to—” “Not like that!” One of the other sheep—the smaller one I’ve mentally dubbed Minion Number One—decides this is the perfect moment to make a break for the kitchen garden. “Oh no you don’
I’m up at dawn scrubbing the barn floor like my life depends on it. Which is insane because the barn floor was clean yesterday. Still clean now. But Weston and Eloise are coming for the venue walkthrough and everything needs to be absolutely perfect. “You know the sheep don’t actually care if the
The miniature pigs, meanwhile, are surprisingly well-behaved. They waddle directly to the food trough and start eating like nothing dramatic is happening around them. “I like them,” Sienna says, zooming in on one with her camera. “They’re the only ones here with sense.” “Give it time,” I mutter, b
The bruise on my cheek has faded slightly, the angry red settling into something duller, easier to ignore if I don’t look too closely. I avoid the mirror anyway. By the time I sit down at the table for breakfast the next morning, I almost convince myself it’s not noticeable anymore. My mother not







