Orphan in Limbo

First Date (1)

--- 1 Month Ago ---

--- 1st of September, 1962 ---

A couple of days have passed since Odette and Kit encountered one another in Boston's local café as Odette was catching up with her childhood friend Serena. 

Furthermore, after the juvenile singer returned back in Vermont at her parents' home by spilling the tea about not only Serena, but also Kit, the former falsely accused patient whom she met in the mental institution. 

Initially her parents were beyond flabbergasted their daughter is going on a date especially thanks to the young gentleman, who thought Odette hung the moon and vice versa. Even more Serena knew about their imminent first date along with Elsa, Massimo and Evelyn.

--- Flashback ---

--- A Few Days Ago ---

"Oh hi, my darling!" Jude was the first, who noted and acknowledged Odette's return back at home after her long and dynamic day in Boston. The blonde was wearing a plain, clean white apron by walking away from the kitchen by being beyond eager to take her ray of sunshine into her arms, scooping her in a tight, warm and affectionate hug. 

"Mom!" The young woman clasped her slightly pudgy arms around her mother's upper back by pulling her towards her in a tighter snuggle as their chests were pressed together, following the accelerating, vigorous pulsation of their hearts in their ribcage. In the interim, she rested her chin on the older woman's shoulder. "I've missed you!"

"I missed you too! So much, my angel!" The former sister of the church muffled a soft, honeyed whisper past her ear as their eyelids were temporarily shut like blinds by relishing the moment they shared along as a mother and a daughter as well. "How it passed your meeting with Serena in Boston?"

"It was amazing. We chatted a lot as usually as we had a lot of stories to share together." Shortly after they broke off the embrace, they peppered one another's  creamy, milky as vanilla cheeks with affectionate, doting kisses by opening their orbs which were once shaped in slit forms, resembling scars." Mmm, it smells so scrumptious!" She kept on with her utterance by inhaling the pungent, mouth-watering aroma of potato soup and pumpkin cheesecakes, emanating from the kitchen by toying with her sensitive, vulnerable nostrils.

Afterwards the brunette kicked off her shoes.

"Yeah, the dinner is already ready. It's potato soup as for dessert there's pumpkin cheesecakes!" The middle-aged lady fessed as her plumpish lip curled by emphasizing the key words dinner, cheesecake and potato soup as they headed towards the kitchen without an ado. "I'm sure you will love them, dear!" Beaming, promising smile distorted across her rosy-coloured, damp lips as the kitchen table was already adorned with bowls of potato soups, plates with pumpkin cheesecakes and silverware eating tools, a waxed white vase with violet marigolds in the middle of the table, giving family atmosphere.

"Pumpkin cheesecakes are my favorite though I like soups." In the meanwhile, the young singer couldn't help but lick greedily, gamely her lips as she sensed her bottom lip salivating.

The kitchen embraced the both ladies with the dishes which were recently served on the dining table and the opened window as fresh air was ventilate the stiff air. Dim moonlight bathed in dim light the room, mingling with the dim light.

"Where's dad?" She enquired with mild concern in her velvet voice by nibbling on her bottom, plumpish lip.

"Ah, he's upstairs in the attic! He has some work wrapped around his fingers." The blonde replied by helping her daughter to take a seat on the dining table, running her fingers through her shirt's fabric by rubbing her shoulders delicately. "He will come for dinner extremely soon. Don't be so anxious!"