The New Yorker meets Royalty

Chapter 16: Dinner

The dinner was delicious! We had a grilled chicken with gravy, mushroom soup, rice, salad, and mashed potato. We mostly talked about the history of our farm. Audrey seemed to be listening carefully to the discussion. I was just silently eating while Uncle explains.

Then we talked about my little cousin, Marcus Winslow Jr. My aunt informed us that he was having a sleepover at a friend's house. He's going to return tomorrow morning. I already missed that little guy.

"I can't wait to meet him." Audrey beamed. Then we all smiled back.

"May I wash the dishes?" Audrey asked politely. All of our eyes widened, surprised.

"No, no dear. We could handle it. You're our guest," Aunt said, trying to reassure her.

Audrey chuckled softly. "Ma'am, it doesn't matter if I'm the guest. I wish to help you. That's all I could give for all the kindness you all have given me."

We all blush scarlet red. "Darling, are you sure?" Aunt asked. She nodded.

"I'll help you still," I said. She gazed at me and nodded.

We all brought the plates and glasses to the sink. I and Audrey put out the leftovers from the plates first before we rinse it. Audrey was the one who does all the soaping while I do the rinsing after.

While I was rinsing the soap from the plate, Audrey suddenly splashed some bubbles on my nose. I playfully glared at her, and she gave me a giggle. When I put the plate down, I spattered some water on her face. She just laughed out loud and threw a big amount of bubbles on my shirt.

"It's on then!" I exclaimed.

She just laughed and threw more bubbles. I then splatter more water at her. While she was laughing, I quickly grabbed her and started tickling her.

"James! Stop!" she said between laughs. I kept tickling.

"Okay, okay! You win!" she said, still laughing like a mad woman.

I stopped tickling and let her go.

She was still giggling. "Look at you, you look like Santa Claus!" she exclaimed. When I looked down, my clothes were full of bubbles.

I smirked. "Yours is much worse."

She then looked down and found her jumper dripping wet. She just giggled uncontrollably.

While we were laughing, we heard something clicked. When we looked up, we saw uncle and aunt grinning with my filming camera on uncle's hands.

Me and Audrey looked away and blushed.

"You'll thank us later," they both said.

"I'm sorry for messing the kitchen," Audrey said sheepishly.

"It's alright. I'll just clean it," Aunt said.

"No. I was the first one to cause this." She giggled.

"I'll help," I said. Then we all nodded. I and Audrey started cleaning. At least we're done with the dishes.

After cleaning, we proceeded to our room.