"Don't you knock over anything you two," cried Fiona as the kids darted between the bolts of cloth playing hide and seek.
They decided to take the kids with them to give Cedella's mother some alone time for a better chance for recovery even though it was still pretty slim, they all hoped..
The older woman could really use a break from all the stress she had been under living with that vile husband and was probably napping peacefully.
"I despise him," Cedella said as she examined a bolt of orange satin, nope this shade would not go with her complexion at all she thought and hastily put it back. "Not once has Gritzl sought me out privately after depositing us on Glenda's doorstep. He's treating me like a bloody nuisance not worth his time."
Cedella fumed as she touched the soft material.
It was a lovely color though but the shade clashed with her hair, having this bright shade of red hair was a real pain at times.
