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Mar. 19th, 2006 08:22 pmThe flat is silent, and lit eerily by the moonlight reflecting off the snowbanks outside.
Ellie's finished her midnight rounds, and after a final snack in the kitchen, curls up in her bed in the living room.
Sunny is tucked into her bed, warm and sleeping peacefully, Beatrice held tightly in her arms.
Nymphadora and Bernard are cocooned in the master bedroom, Bernard snoring lightly, Nymphadora's arm flung across his chest.
And Anthony Ezra is lying wide awake in his cot, waiting for Mummy and Daddy to come and feed him, and also provide entertainment. Because that is what they do.
He waits. And waits.
And then remembers that somebody always comes when he cries.
The flat?
Not so silent anymore.
Ellie's finished her midnight rounds, and after a final snack in the kitchen, curls up in her bed in the living room.
Sunny is tucked into her bed, warm and sleeping peacefully, Beatrice held tightly in her arms.
Nymphadora and Bernard are cocooned in the master bedroom, Bernard snoring lightly, Nymphadora's arm flung across his chest.
And Anthony Ezra is lying wide awake in his cot, waiting for Mummy and Daddy to come and feed him, and also provide entertainment. Because that is what they do.
He waits. And waits.
And then remembers that somebody always comes when he cries.
The flat?
Not so silent anymore.
