Sarah and Kevin 10

They woke up the next day to the smell of something baking in the kitchen. When they got there, they found the coffee pot full and a basket of blueberry muffins on the table. No sign of Sarah, though. They took turns taking showers and then they went their separate ways.
Kevin went into the green bedroom where Peter and Scott had set up camp and used the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi Mom, it's me." Kevin said with a smile.

"Hi, Kev. I was expecting you to come home. Did something change?"

"Mom, you'll never believe it when I tell you..." Kevin went on to explain what had happened in the last 48 hours.

"Are you sure everything is OK?" Kevin interpreted this as: "Are you sure she's not an axe murderer?"

"Well, so far she has cooked for us three times and we're all still alive. I think everything will be OK. As long as Peter doesn't ruin it." Kevin recounted Peter's antics to her.

"He is kind of a loose cannon, isn't he? I guess that's what makes him good at what he does." Kevin's mother was always trying to find the good in everything.

"I guess so, Mom."

"Just be careful, dear. When Scott gets your computer set up, email me."

"I will. Love you."

"I love you, too, dear."

Kevin hung up the phone and went back to his room. I really didn't feel like "his" yet. There was a little desk in the corner. He took his writing materials out of his sack and began working on a song that was stuck in his head.

It was about 4:00 that afternoon that Kevin heard the back door open. Kevin stood up and stretched and wandered into the kitchen.

Sarah was bringing groceries in and setting them on the table. "Hi," she said.

"Hey. Need some help?" So far, every time he talked to her he felt like a dork.

"No. I only have one more trip," and she walked out the door again.

Kevin watched her through the kitchen window as she walked out to the garage. She looked like a penguin waddling through the snow in her black cloak. Kevin smiled.

She came out of the garage and closed the door. He watched her walk back toward the house. He went and held open the door for her.

"Thank you," she said and set the last bag on the table.

"Sure."

She took off her coat. She was dressed all in black again. She sat down on the step that led into the kitchen and took her boots off. She was even wearing black socks. Kevin frowned a little and wondered if she was in mourning for someone. Sarah stood up and began putting the groceries away. Kevin sat in the dining room chair farthest from where she was working so as not to be in her way.

"So, is Scott busy getting shows lined up for you guys?" she asked.

"Yeah. He said it will be a couple weeks until the places can work us in again. Now that we're not out of business any more." Kevin crossed his arms. "Thanks to you." he said quietly.