Haunting Past

AnneMarie's eyes widened in surprise when River offered to go, then softened with understanding. "Are you sure, dear? You look exhausted."

River straightened her back, forcing a smile. "I'm alright. Besides, it's the least I can do. You've all been very kind to us."

Annemarie’s face became expressionless at first, and then morphed into a warm smile after. "Thank you, dear. That would be a tremendous help. Just follow Tara, she'll show you the ropes."

River modded and headed forward where she pushed open the swinging door. The moment she stepped out and behind the counter with Tara, the warm aroma of pancakes and brewing coffee hit her like a wave.

Tara, whose hair was a whirlwind of ginger curls glanced up from the stack of plates in her hand. Flour dusted her apron like a second skin, and a smudge of what looked like blueberry jam adorned her cheek.

Perfect kitchen mess; River almost laughed at her but she comported herself.

“Hey, Tara.” She greeted her instead.

"Another pair of han