Epilogue
' Mommy. '
I looked down and saw my four year old daughter,
' Yes, Rose. ' I was chopping mushrooms, onions, and green peppers.
' Can i help too. ' Her voice was feeble, ' Of course. '
I handed her the butter knife.
She cut the onions, perfectly into small squares.
I looked at her.
Her short white hair touching her shoulders, creating a ' bob ' look.
A/n Basically, like the little girl from the Little Rascals. The one who's cat is green.
Her black shirt tucked into her blue jeans and her pink shoes.
The knife cute my finger.
I hissed, ' Ouch. '
' Mommy. ' Rose said, her face shadowed with fear.
' Mommy is alright. Clean up the blood and i will treat my finger, like Doc Mcstuffing. '
' Actual, mommy, she is a toy doctor. Say it with me toy doctor. '
Smart ass.
I clean my finger as she cleaned the counter top.
' Squeaky clean. ' Rose said.
I looked at it, in fact it was clean.
' No no no. Turn the lights off. '
She did as told.
I grabbed a aluminum from the draw and sprayed the counter. Then shined a black light over it.
' Wow. ' Rose exclaimed as the blood appeared.
' See, watch this. ' I said, grabbing the hydrogen peroxide.
I hummed as she turned the lights on.
' Just sprinkle a bit on there and watch. '
I sprinkled the hydrogen and grabbed the towel.
I scrubbed the spot, ' You scrub the spot really good. '
' Turn those lights off. ' I asked, she did as she was told.
' See. No more blood. '
' Now, you will know how to clean up blood. Now, in the future, you will know how to clean up blood. '
I stared down into her eyes.
' Why would i need to. '
She asked, i dropped down to her level and pressed my forehead up against hers.
' There will be a lot of people against you in the mere future. And, you need to learn how to clean up blood. '
I kissed her forehead and went back to chopping. I stopped and stared at her as she looked at the blood stain knife.
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