Remember Us

Chapter Four

Chapter Four

I woke up to the smell of food being cooked and the sound of clattering in the kitchen. Not something I'm used to. When I entered the kitchen, I found Adam and Katie making breakfast. I smile at the site and quietly pull my camera out of my purse, taking a picture of them.

“good morning!” I say cheerfully, putting the camera away.

Katie jumps down from her stool and runs over to me, stopping a couple feet away. “mommy! Mommy! Look! I'm just like you!!” she says excitedly. Her face and clothes were covered in flour and batter.

I smile and kiss her cheek, kneeling down to her level. “it looks that way, yes.”

Adam turns around and smiles at the two of us, “actually Katie, I think you're missing some chocolate on your face.” he comments.

I pick Katie up in my arms and stand, “I'm offended Adam.” he raises an eyebrow at me, “it was usually on my shirt.”

Rolling his eyes, Adam turns back to the meal he was making. Katie had me set her back down so that she could finish and the two of them kicked me out of the kitchen.

“fine, I'll go get dressed.

After getting changed and ready for the day, I reentered the kitchen to find the table fully set.

“look! Daddy showed me how to fold the napkins into boats.”

I smile down at her and take one of the napkins from the plate and set it on her head, “did he tell you they could be hats too?”

she shakes her head no and runs off to the closest mirror. When she sees herself she screams that it really was a hat.

I take a seat at my usually spot and Adam sits at the one to my left while Katie is on the right, like always.

“hey Adam?” I ask during breakfast.

“hmm?”

“can you watch Katie today. I'm already late for the appointment and no one is in town.”

he laughs, “do you really think I'd say no to that Julie?”

“I guess not.”

“mommy usually isn't here for breakfast.” Katie explains to Adam, “and then she doesn't get home until late.” oh great.

Adam looked between me and Katie and then focused his attention on me, “is that true?”

“I own a bakery, Sundays and Mondays are the only days I open at ten. The rest of the time I'm usually at the bakery early, yes.” I look at Katie before continuing, “and I've only been home really late once.”

“one too many times.” Katie says, pouting.

I sigh, knowing that Adam would want an explanation. “it was the night I talked with your mom.”

he nods, understanding, “and baking relaxes you.”

“yeah, well, not that time. But I tried.” I look down at my watch, “okay, I really am late.” I kiss Katie on the forehead, “call me if you need anything Adam!” I say as I rush out the door.

Craig was waiting there for me in the front. Stacy must have let him in. “sorry I'm late.” I say, taking a seat across from him, “I had to find a babysitter for my daughter.”

“not a problem.” he says with a smile.

“well. Let's get started then.” for the next hour or so we talked about where the wedding was going to be and the type of cake they wanted. Since he's from around here, they were thinking of a Maine wedding, or at least one in the North-East.