There were these cookies…”
Chapter Six…Back to the Mission
After all the Rosettes had been made…we were given the “All Clear” and allowed back into the kitchen.
It was time for our morning snack and today it was 2 Rosettes each…but only after we had sugared the others.
Durwood and I sat down at the kitchen table…and began the delicate task of “Rosette sugaring: Gently placing the Rosette upside down on a plate filled with sugar and then twisting…twisting…twisting…”.
Mom sat down with us. “I’m beat.” She said as she lit another Lucky Strike.
She pulled my “Christmas Ash Tray” nearer to her and then gave me a big smile. (I was so proud…it was so pretty…)
“When I’m done cleaning up, I’m going to take a nap. After you guys are done with the Rosettes you can go outside and play if you want…it’s starting to snow. When I get up, we’ll have lunch.”
Durwood kicked me under the table and gave me a sly grin and a head nod…did he think I had forgotten that “mom taking a nap” was the key to a successful mission? Did he think I was an idiot?
“I still have a few Christmas cards to do…” Durwood said casually. “Lottie said she would help me.”
“Right, Lottie?” he said…glancing over at me and wiggling his sugar coated finger tips…the only things that actually worked on his cast-enclosed arms.
“Nope! I’m going outside.” I said ignoring him.
“I can’t wait to make a snowman!!” I really had no plans to go outside…I just wanted to see Durwood squirm a little…he shouldn’t have kicked me!
“But, Lottie…” Durwood wheedled. “Remember you promised you’d help me…?”
I finally looked over at him and he was moving his eyebrows up and down…apparently this was his way of sending me a “secret” message. Also apparently…he thought our mother was completely blind…since she was looking right at the both of us.
I gave Durwood a blank look as if I had no idea what he was talking about…but then after a few seconds I relented and said…
“Oh, yeah…that’s right. I forgot. Maybe the snowman can wait.”
Mom shook her head at our little drama and got up and walked over to the sink.
“Christmas secrets are so much fun, aren’t they?”
I didn’t look at Durwood. I just kept dipping Rosettes in the sugar and twisting.
I knew he was wondering if I could really pull this off. Well, don’t worry, Durwood…I could.