On the first day of the cherry blossom bloom festival my siblings of three made our way to the hill top visiting the graves of our parents as knelt down telling our parent of how thing are going. as the eldest of my siblings I ROSETTE LANDER swear to forever protect love and care for my siblings.
Uta my second youngest sibling was only 3 when our parents died and baby lulu was on two months old .although I am only 17 where I go everyone sees me as the kids mom this is probably due to them calling me mamma.
As we cascaded down the hill top we sang joyously together having the time of our life . As we got home we looked at our old dilapidated house and smiled knowing it was better than nothing .
What ever was left bye our parent were taken by our relatives. I work odd jobs and grow my own garden for our sustenance.
Although I get help from our neighbours ,I must say I have become a pretty talented chef not only that but my pottery skills has impotent to the point that we dine with fancy dishwear .
As I casually prepared dinner there was a thump on the door .
Upon opening the door there was a wounded stranger standing at my door all though his appearance left me breathless his beautiful icy blue eyes ,dark but wavy hair and a well toned body I knew he was in need of my help .
As I helped him to the couch I gathered supplies to treat his wound when that was done i slowly undressed him removing his shirt .
Although wounded he's does not disappoint from his well chiseled body to his well toned arm and tanned skin .
Looking at him he looked like a Greek good laying in front me blessing me with just his appearance .
When I was done dressing his wound i finished up the dinner feeding the children and tucking them in bed .after a while of cleaning up the handsome stranger began to wake up ,as he got up i took the courage to serve him a meal which he. Gratefully accepted. Which made me happy he did not refuse .some might say a little risky
But a girl like me is up for the challenge.