Stories of Us.

Reclaiming the Homestead Ch 4

Rosy:

I smile as I follow Micah back to the lounge room and sit in the middle of the lounge. Today is the first full day Sasha, Lana and Lydia have spent with us and I am relieved it is at an end. Lydia escorted by Sam, Pete and Kirby has taken the girls over to the main house where they slept last night. I allow Wynn to sit on the floor by my feet and I smile as I watch him crawl towards Terry and Dacey who are stretched out on their stomachs watching tv.

"Watch out boys, Wynn's gonna getcha!" Micah warns with a laugh. Terry and Dacey immediately turn around to welcome their brother as he crawls between them and begins chatting excitedly in baby talk.

"Bud said he will definitely be here about mid morning tomorrow," Micah says quietly. "Do you think Lydia will stay here or go with him to Lancaster territory?"

"I don't know but the sooner Lana leaves here the better it will suit me," I say on a soft growl. Lana's constant plays for Micah's attention today had irritated me until Steven, Mikkarl and Kirby had stepped in diverting her attention whenever it drifted to Micah.

"She sure is a handful," Steven agrees as he sits down beside me so that I am now in between him and Micah.

"You weren't too worried when she had you cornered up near the bathroom and toilet," Mikkarl says with a laugh as he comes into the lounge room to sit down near the three boys.

"Why would any tom be worried?" Dwayne says as he walks behind the lounge. "She is over eighteen, so that means she's been legal for two years."

"Oh geeze Louise!" I groan in disgust. "Is that all you guys ever think of? And ... oh crap! I hate to think of how you used to talk about me when I first came here, or even now for that matter!"

"Very politely," Mikkarl says seriously as he glances my way.

"Yeah," Steven agrees. "Both Sam and Mitchell can hit hard, not to mention Micah has always been quick to hit anyone who says the wrong thing."

"Crap!" Wynn says clearly and loudly and I look at my son startled. "Crap!"

"Charming," Micah says beside me and I can hear the laughter in his voice.

"And who is it always telling the guys to watch their language?" Lilly asks dryly from the chair where she sits. She is in the lounge room but not a part of the group with everyone gathered for the night.

"No comments from the peanut gallery thank you," I tell her and she laughs. I glance her way and notice how she is more relaxed tonight, maybe it was the day spent with Sasha, the three boys and I instead of with some of the toms.

"So whose turn is it tonight?" Steven asks with a glance towards Lilly. Each night someone changes to cat form and spends fifteen or twenty minutes in the lounge room letting Lilly get used to being around our cats.

"Mine," Dwayne says from behind me and I glance back over my shoulder to see he has stripped naked ready to change.

"What? No floor show tonight?" Lilly asks cheekily. "I thought you mob enjoyed taking your clothes off for an audience,"

"Was supposed to be Sam's turn but he's busy tonight," Dwayne says before beginning his change.

"Thank God for small miracles," Lilly mutters under her breath.

"Nothing wrong with my brother," I tell her. I am aware of the strong dislike the both of them have for the other and find it both amusing and frustrating. The sound of Micah's phone ringing interrupts my thoughts and I listen to him answer the phone with his usual hallo.