Tuesday
It was the next day, Tuesday. I woke up on an inflatable mattress under a green wool blanket and didn't remember where I was or even why I was wearing a black robe other than my own. I looked around me and realised I was in Kate's room. Now I remembered. Downstairs, I heard Lizzie and Kate talking and smelled coffee, waffles and muffins. I got up and made my way downstairs into the kitchen.
"Hey Margo," Lizzie said when she saw me.
"Hey," I said.
Lizzie poured me a glass of fruit punch and put it on the table in front of me where I was sitting. Kate was standing at the waffle iron making waffles and the smell of muffins was coming from the oven.
"I need to make more," she explained.
I just nodded.
"How'd you sleep?" Lizzie asked me.
"Good, actually."
"Oh."
There was a plate of muffins on the table. I stood up and rifled through the cabinets until I found a Luna bar, which I unwrapped and started eating.
"Did you make the muffins?" I asked Kate.
"Yeah. And the other ones."
"Oh. Hey did I miss ballet?"
"No it was closed for some strange reason," Lizzie said.
"Oh."
"Janet and Amy are out, as usual."
"Janet's my mom," Kate told me.
"Oh."
"We don't drink coffee we just like the smell of it," Lizzie told me.
"Yeah I know me too. At the mornings at my house usually either molly or mom is drinking coffee. Sometimes mom drinks tea though. She always makes muffins."
"Oh."
I grabbed an apple out of the red bowl on the counter and started eating it. Lizzie sat down at the kitchen table with her cup of tea. After the waffles were done Kate unplugged the waffle iron, put the waffles on 2 plates and brought them over to the kitchen table along with silverware, syrup, butter and a glass of milk.