Wow!
It was just after seven. Dinner was done and the dishwasher was on.
‘Can we make the banana bread?’ Adam asked.
‘Yep.’
Oh, the bliss of the absence of parental guilt, Harry thought as Adam mashed bananas. In no time there was the lovely scent of banana bread filling the house as he got the twins bathed and ready for bed.
‘The frosting!’ Charlotte said. ‘You promised that I could make the frosting.’
‘I know, but the bread had to cool.’ Harry looked up the recipe on the Internet and squeezed some orange juice, which Charlotte mashed into cream cheese. By nine p.m. the twins were in bed, there was a slice of banana bread wrapped for Adam’s breakfast and a small bowl of frosting for Charlotte. And there was just a glimpse of order to the home for the first time in a very long time.
Harry lay back on the couch and yawned.
They’d made it through another day.
He thought of Marnie stopping Miriam from going to fetch the children, and the strangest thing was he was actually grateful for it. Harry didn’t want people rushing to pick up his children and he loathed all the favours that he constantly had to ask.
It was Marnie who had done him a true favour today.
She’d given him an evening at home with the twins.
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