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aldersprigFor eseme's prompt.
"What do we have left?"
Henry stared at their pantry. The winter was nearly over, true, but not nearly enough, and nobody had expected that the blizzard - if blizzard it really was - would be so heavy, so long, or block any sort of travel so completely. They hadn't left their house in three weeks. He tried not to think too hard about the neighbors. He hadn't heard from the Kaperskis in over a week, and the last time he'd seen the Gentalis, they'd been begging yet another cup of rice off of them.
He hadn't thought of their family as being all that prepared, but it turned out shopping the sales and buying in bulk had more advantages than saving money. They'd eaten well for the first week, decently for the second week, and now...
"We have two bottles of wine, three kinds of rice, and a can of beans. And an onion that's starting to grow."
"Oh, good." Junie smiled at him. "I thought we'd eaten the last of the onions. Okay, I've got a bit of lard in the fridge, and the bones from the chicken. I'd say we're good to go."
He stared at his wife in a little bit of awe. "You can make a meal out of that?"
"Honey," she laughed. "I could make a meal out of ramen noodles, a can of tomatoes, and a beer. We have wine. As long as we have wine, we'll be fine."
Henry stared at the pantry, trying not to acknowledge what he was thinking. The Gentalis, he knew, were great wine drinkers. They'd shown off their extensive wine cellar more than once...
"We're fine for today, then," he smiled at his wife. And maybe the snow would melt soon.
eseme's prompt."What do we have left?"
Henry stared at their pantry. The winter was nearly over, true, but not nearly enough, and nobody had expected that the blizzard - if blizzard it really was - would be so heavy, so long, or block any sort of travel so completely. They hadn't left their house in three weeks. He tried not to think too hard about the neighbors. He hadn't heard from the Kaperskis in over a week, and the last time he'd seen the Gentalis, they'd been begging yet another cup of rice off of them.
He hadn't thought of their family as being all that prepared, but it turned out shopping the sales and buying in bulk had more advantages than saving money. They'd eaten well for the first week, decently for the second week, and now...
"We have two bottles of wine, three kinds of rice, and a can of beans. And an onion that's starting to grow."
"Oh, good." Junie smiled at him. "I thought we'd eaten the last of the onions. Okay, I've got a bit of lard in the fridge, and the bones from the chicken. I'd say we're good to go."
He stared at his wife in a little bit of awe. "You can make a meal out of that?"
"Honey," she laughed. "I could make a meal out of ramen noodles, a can of tomatoes, and a beer. We have wine. As long as we have wine, we'll be fine."
Henry stared at the pantry, trying not to acknowledge what he was thinking. The Gentalis, he knew, were great wine drinkers. They'd shown off their extensive wine cellar more than once...
"We're fine for today, then," he smiled at his wife. And maybe the snow would melt soon.
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Date: 2012-03-08 04:01 am (UTC)I am intrigued and a little scared re: the Gentalis' wine cellar.
Moar!
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Date: 2012-03-08 06:12 pm (UTC)