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Pretend that he is returning home from his time in DC. Forget the bag of Meds that he's holding in hand.
As the sun peeked from the clouds. I woke up to get ready for a morning run. Within seconds I am downstairs and out the kitchen door to stretch. I started down the sandy shore. BD our dog runs next to me wanting his pet. We enjoyed this time together.
Our house is now alive and noisy. Daddy went into our kitchen to brew some coffee for them and mix my hot chocolate. My tumbler is full on the island. As for Pumpkin Pie took out the glasses, and mugs. The other family members and agents came in one by one.
Mom starts cooking breakfast at our stove with her mug on the counter. The team sets our kitchen table together. Roo puts out my place settings on the island. Our doorbell rings to alert them that someone is at the door. George, the girls, and I came through two different doors. The new comers stayed in our kitchen.
I grabbed a water bottle from our fridge then head upstairs for a quick bath. Seconds later I am dressed now. On my way back downstairs to our kitchen that morning. They are talking to each other. Within seconds I greeted them.
Breakfast is promptly served at 8:00 am. Everyone dished out their food to eat. The team sat down in their assigned seats between the island and table. Jakes and I sat on the couch using the coffee table for our food. We ate together like one big happy family. After eating we put all the dirty dishes in our sinks.
The group grabbed our stuff while exchanging goodbyes to each other. Later on we head straight to the front door and lock it. All of us went to the cars and trucks. Our driveway and house is now left vacant. My family went in their different directions for missions.
George and I went to the farmer's market. He parks in the parking lot. Both of us walk through it together. I checked everything off that list mom gave us. All the bags are packed into the trunk. The pair of us head somewhere else that morning.
Meanwhile at the airport with flights arriving. The airport is very full. As for every passenger, they head into customs and immigration. Mike went to garage. He gets his car then goes home. Seconds later he is in his room putting down the suitcases.
Within minutes he took a quick shower to change. Roger is now in our kitchen warming a pop tart for him and a drink. The other he covered it in our microwave. Our t v set is turned on so he could watch t v. He went upstairs to take a nap.
Graceland bound for us that afternoon. Later we pulled into our driveway. As for George, he parks his car. We walked to our doorstep. I opened the door for us to go inside. My bodyguard closes the door behind us.
Both of us put our stuff down on the couch. George went into our kitchen to get drinks and snacks. A pop tart is left for you. I am finding something for us to watch on t v. We are relaxing on the couch. Our shoes are kicked off.
I went upstairs to take a quick bath to change. The team came home from work. Everyone else greeted each other in our family room. Mike got up and joins the team. I returned to our family room. Everyone just looked at me.
Seconds later I tackled Mikey with a hug. Whoa!!! Mimi, you should come play football with us soon. Don't ever go there you just like to see me hurt. " You left the pop tart for her," George asked. "Of course, I did George," he replied. George and the girls mentioned goodbyes to us. They head straight to his place.
Lunch is promptly served at 12:00 pm. Everyone dished out their food to eat. The team sat in their assigned seats. Roger and I are sitting on the couch using our coffee table. We ate together like one big happy family. After eating we put all the dirty dishes in our sinks.
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