Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week's word prompt is "bread". We are back with my NaNoWriMo, Welterweight.
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Things didn’t change over the next couple days. Caleb was long gone when Meg woke up, leaving her alone for most of the day. To keep herself busy, she baked – cookies, brownies, bread, and anything else that Momma suggested. The smell attracted every member of the family. Only Caleb showed up snarling and about to rip her head off. But when the sun was gone, she was met with sweet, passionate kisses and a plea to come to bed.
She was joined for eternity to Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde.
Her phone lit up with messages. Her boss demanded to know why she didn’t show up for work. Her friends left countless messages wondering where she ran off to. Austin left profanity laced accusations. The only message she returned was to her boss so she could quit. Now she was unemployed and living with a family of supposed werewolves.
Could life get anymore stranger?
She had been living at the camp for a week when she woke up to her backpack thudding to the floor beside the bed. She rubbed her eyes to get rid of the sleep then looked up. Caleb stood over her, his arms folded over his chest.
“Get up. Get dressed. You’re leaving,” he told her with a snarl.
She nearly flew out of bed. “You’re kicking me out?” she demanded.
“Yes. The full moon is tonight. Get ready to go. We leave in a couple of hours to take you and Momma to Sharky’s. From there, he or Littlefoot will take you to Aunt Edith and Aunt Edna’s.”
“Oh.” She cocked her head at him. “I’m surprised you’re not at the gym.”
“No sense in starting a work out so I have to stop.”
“So you’re taking me there.”
“We’re taking you both there. Don’t read into it.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it, sunshine. I know you don’t like me unless I’m in bed with you.”
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