{Chapter 3-The Staring}

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"Okay everyone, dinner" Georges shout carries through the house causing the troops to march down to the kitchen. It's like a war scene as everyone gets into their chairs, plates being handed out, food getting shoved onto plates and then into their mouths. Josie has eaten here hundreds of times and she still has never gotten used to dinner time in the Walter house. How George and Katherine do this, three times a day, everyday. Josie doesn't know, but she loves it. Anyone who just walked in and saw it, would see it as being complete chaos and yes, they would be right, but it's organized chaos. Everyone is so used to each other that they know where everyone sits and who dives in to get their food first, no arguments about it and that feels like a skill.

Josie takes her seat near the end of the table, sitting between Danny and Cole, who turns his head and looks at her as he takes his seat, a faint smirk on his lips. Josie returns the jester before grabbing a slice of garlic bread and puts her slender hand out for him to take it. Cole looks at her for a moment, taking the offer. Twirling her hand a little, Josie rolls her eyes causing him to silently chuckle, taking it out of her hand and taking a bite, his eyes never leaving her. Josie chuckles before turning and grabbing herself a slice of lasagna. "You are going to smell," she tells him, placing her plate down and taking her knife and fork into her hands and cutting the meal.

Cole smirks at her, leaning across her and grabbing the lasagna dish in order to get himself a slice. Before sitting down he allows himself to whisper in her ear, "well I guess you are just going to have to make sure that I have brushed my teeth then." Sitting back down, he slides a piece of lasagna out of the dish and onto his plate, going to eat it. Josie can't help but lean over and whisper in his ear. "And how am I to do that?" she asks him as she leans back a little, putting her head on her hand, facing him and looking him in the eyes.

Cole snickers at her before putting his hand out and moving a piece of her hair out of her face and behind her ear. "I can think of more than one way," was all he said before turning to his dinner and stuffing it into his mouth. Josie removes her hand from under her chin and moves herself around so she is looking straight in front of her.

"Hey everyone," a cheerful voice says as they enter the dining room. Katherine walks in with a smile on her face and Josie's Aunt Hattie on her heels as they enter. A chorus of muffled hi's are heard through the dining room causing Hattie and Katherine to smile at all of them. George stands up and kisses his wife on the cheek causing her to pat his face with her hand. "Smells good," she tells him as she takes her seat at the table. Hattie sits next to Katherine, giving the kids a small wave of acknowledgement which earned her some smiles.

"So how was everyone's day," Katherine asks as she puts her food on her plate. Moans of alright and weren't too bad were heard across the room and Katherine chuckles turning to her husband.

"They are all very cheery today, aren't they?" George simply shakes his head, the corner of his lips turned up. "Tell me about it."

"So mom, Hattie, what did you do today?" Nathan asks, looking at his mother intently.

"Well we had to go and help Mrs Wilson's cow give birth as the baby was breech. Luckily we were able to see both mother and baby but it was touch and go," Katherine explains before taking a bite of her dinner. Hattie swallows some of her food before speaking.

"And then we had to go and help Mr McCarthy's dog who was foaming at the mouth. Heat stroke and exhaustion, apparently the poor thing ran off this morning and has been running around in the heat all day," Josie leans forward in her chair.

"Well, the dog is okay right?" she asks, concerned. Hattie looks at her niece and smiles.

"The dog, Honey, is fine. We brought her to the clinic to get some fluid in her and to observe her but she should be home by tomorrow," Katherine pipes up with a laugh.

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