Something Hidden

On the drive back, we're all talking, except my mum, who is quiet. I feel that is because Sally has told her off over the dress, so she is watching her words.

"I told the men to cook," Sally says, and I look at her shocked. "We've had a busy day." She laughs slightly, and I nod.

"Don't eat the mac and cheese if Desmond has cooked it." Emily looks at us, and Sally laughs.

"And don't eat anything William cooks either."

"Why tell them to cook if they can't?" I laughed at the fact she told them to cook and then said, don't eat it.

"So, what you're saying is, only the food Alaric makes is safe?" Ivy laughs.

"Pretty much yes." Sally laughs. She's slightly drunk but happy, at least. Half an hour later, we are finally back. I have to admit I'm ready for sleep.

As we walk through the door, Sally laughs and jokes about how the kitchen isn't burnt down from their cooking. I watch Alaric move and grab papers off the table.

"What is that?" Why do they all look like they are hiding something?

"Noth