Comings and Goings.
As the days went on, the adults and kids of the Spirin household did their everyday things.
Bennie, Mervyn and Henry were all well into their elderhood, and everyone knew that it was only a matter of time before the three elderly gents died.
So, they spent time with the toddlers.
It was late one Saturday night (as in 11:55pm) that Grim came to visit for the first time. A chill went through the property and eerie music began. The camera went to the garden where both Bennie and Henry were gardening, because that's what you do when you're an elderly gent and its the middle of the night.
Phlegah looked up from teaching Oranpai to talk to speak to Bennie, when she realised he was floating and transparent. She wept uncontrollably, and ran to the garden.
Grim was there, and her husband, the man who had given her three beautiful green children shook Grim's hand and dove into his gravestone.
Phlegah wept brokenhearted as she thought of Bennie.
Phlegah wept, but she didn't weep alone, Mervyn and Henry, lifetime friends of Bennie grieved for a man they had known for a long time. Likewise, Lorraine cried for a man that she had planned to get to know better, to take down his story of the times before the current days.
Phlegah wept, but she was drawn out of her weeping by her three children, laughing and playing in their nursery and in the kitchen area. They needed, so with an effort, she pulled herself together.
She went to go to them, but Lorraine stopped her. Lorraine hold out a voucher, a voucher for the spa.
"This was going to be a gift for your adult birthday, Phlegah, but you need it now. Go and pamper yourself, I recommend the Soothing Salvation."
"But ..." Phlegah paused, uncertainty on her face.
"Go, or I'm going to be very angry, and you wouldn't like it when I'm angry."
So Phlegah went to the spa, and Lorraine realised that in two days time she'd be an elder, she was out of time to contribute to the Spirin dynasty. There was only one thing for it! She pulled out her phone and rang a particular number on the phone.
"Hello, this is Lorraine Cantana, I would like to adopt."
"That's wonderful! We'll send someone around straight away!" came the voice from the other end of the phone.
It was really interesting, Lorraine considered, the comings and goings of this dynasty business.
Her adopted son had arrived, delivered via a basket, and Lorraine took him upstairs.
Thank you Tiamet, so do I.
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