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her hands, “what do I do now?”
    “Now we pour some milk into a clean pan,” I explain, and she takes the milk from my hands.
    “How much?” she asks before pouring.
    “I’ll tell you when to stop,” I reply, and watch her pour. “Okay, stop.”
    “Now what?
    “Now we add some flour,” I say, handing her the flour and a spoon.
    “How much?”
    “Just scoop some in, I’ll tell you when to stop. Stop.”
    I hand her the whisker, and she starts stirring the milk and flour together. After she’s done, I give it another quick whisk to make sure all the flour is fully absorbed, turn the hob on full and place the pan on top of the stove. I grate some cheese for her to sprinkle into the sauce in a bit and scoop a little bit of butter into the sauce while Anna stirs it again with a wooden spoon. When the sauce is finally thickening, I pass her the plate of grated cheese, and she sprinkles it in while she stirs.
    “Now what?” she asks again.
    “Now we are done,” I smile at her, “I’ll pour the sauce into the oven dish in a minute, and then all we have to do when Rick comes here, is sprinkle some more cheese on top and place it in the oven.”
    “Can I do the cheese? Please?” she begs.
    “Of course you can,” I laugh, “but how about a shower first. You can dress in your new clothes after, and look all pretty for when Rick gets here.”
    “Yes,” she says, looking excited, “I like that.”

Chapter 7
     
     
    I get the plastic carrier bag with her new clothes, turn on the shower for her, leave a towel on the towel rack and leave her to it to. Back in my living room I get my phone out of my pocket and text Rick, Hi, not coming back to the market, Anna and I have a surprise for you at mine. x
    Almost instantly my phone beeps in reply, I’m intrigued, what kind of surprise? x
    You’ll just have to come and see ;)
    Can’t wait! x he replies back, and with a bright smile I look at the text for a little while before putting my phone away again. I pour myself a glass of wine and wait for Anna to finish.
     
    When she comes out of the bathroom, all fresh and clean, she looks at me excitedly, “do I look pretty?” she asks.
    I look at her, standing proudly in her new clothes, “the prettiest,” I smile at her.
    “Good,” she replies, “I hope Rick will like it.”
    “I’m sure he will,” I say and then walk into the bathroom myself with my new shirt, have a quick wash and pull the shirt over my head. It’s a little low cut, and I look into the mirror, wondering if maybe it shows a bit too much cleavage, but then decide that I don’t care if it does. I want Rick to see what I have to offer. I want Rick to want me. Just thinking of him looking at me the way he did earlier makes my head spin.
     
    Clearing my head and making the butterflies settle back down in my stomach I pick up Anna’s dirty clothes and throw them into my washing machine. I add a few of my own things to fill the machine and turn it on.
    When I finish, I walk back in to the living room to see Anna sitting next to Herbert’s cage again.
    “Can I watch another DVD?” she asks, looking over her shoulder at me.
    “Sure you can. Pick one you like and I’ll start it for you.”
    She picked out The Aristocats to watch, and while I get the DVD out of its case, she pulls Herbert out of his cage again.
    “Do you think Rick will know that he has to come here when we don’t show up?” she asks when she settles down on the sofa with my rabbit in her arms.
    “He knows,” I reply when I start the DVD for her, “I texted him while you were having a shower.”
    “Oh, okay. When is he going to be here?”
    “He should be here soon.” As soon as I said it, the buzzer to my door rings, “that must be him.” I rush over to my door, and pick up the receiver, “hello?”
    “Hi Summer, it’s Rick,” the voice coming out of the speaker sounds cheery, completely different from last night.
    “Come on up,” I reply, and press the