Cheshire And the Avengers

Let. Go.

"Hey! Let go of my son." I tell her, firmly.

"Hess mineeee....." She is definitely drunk.

"Let. Go." I tell her, my tail swishes behind me.

"You-you have a taiillllll" She seems scared.

"That's right honey." I walk towards her. "Now let go." I instruct her.

"Nooooo" she whines.

That's it. No more Ms. Nice Chess. I turn invisible, and grab her by the back her her neck, careful not to hurt her too bad. She whips her hand at me, but misses.

"Let go." I tell her, closing my fingers onto her neck.

"Finneeee." And she lets go. I push her and grab Jay, becoming visible again.

I pay for the things, and soon we're walking home silently, until Jay starts asking me more questions about Steve and other things.

"Mom?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you know where Steve is?"

"He's out doing work."

"Where?"

"At work."

"What's for dinner?"

"Rice."

"Can your tail change colors?"

"No."

"Are you ok?"

" I'm fine honey."

"Ok."

The rest of the walk was silent except for the occasional bird chirp or the sound of sticks breaking. Why is Jay asking all theses questions? Is he ok? He knows my tail can't change colors, somethings definitely up. Did that woman say something to him?

I push the thoughts aside and listen to the birds and squirrels.  Looking at the trees, soon it will be winter.  We're in the middle of fall, so it won't be long.

Finally, we got home and I unpacked the things we got, while Jay went outside to cut wood.  We sold wood, clothes, and sometimes food.  We had about $500 from last week, now down to $400 due to expensive prices, and we'll have $100 left because of bills.  And that $100 goes to savings.

In our savings we have about $2,500.  It's for a new house if something happens to this one, or emergency.  Jay comes in with a small stack of wood and puts it in the wood bin for fires.  Then he takes five logs into the basement, for when winter comes.

Quick reference for y'all:
"Winter is coming."
"Winter soldier."

We have six medium bags of rice, but that won't last us very long, maybe a month in a half.  We also have a garden, where Jay works when there's no wood.  We grow potatoes and carrots and tomatoes.  We sell half our carrots and all the tomatoes, which are cheap, since they don't last very long.  So we get about $100 from all that, which will be sold soon.

Steve walks in the door, loudly. And suddenly, which makes me remember all those questions I had earlier.  Where was he? At work? With friends? Why didn't he tell me? Did he think it was too dangerous?

"Hey." I say, turning on the stove.

"Hey." He takes off his boots.

Boots? He never wears boots.  It's not even muddy out.  What was he doing?

"Where were you?" I ask, measuring the rice carefully.

"Work." He responds, kissing my cheek.

"Work? With boots? And no rain? " I interrogate.

"We had a tough project."

"Which was?"

"Uh-we had to-a go look at new land!" He says.

Making up a story.  Lying to my face.  What did he really do?

"Tell me later." I kiss his cheek and go back to the rice. "And bring Jay in."

So, I would like to specially thank Aquakitten0 for reading and supporting this book, and I'll try to make the next chapter 600+ words for him/her. 
Love y'all- KuscoTheLlama 🦙🦙

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