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NY: 52nd and Park: Marylou and Aoife

Aoife has her share of chores. They have a cleaning service, but Marylou expects her to keep her room tidy, put her own clothes away, help with the washing up. Today, as Marylou is out, and the dry-cleaning has just been delivered - by a startled young man who didn't expect to have the clothes signed for by a six year old - she's putting Marylou's things away as well as her own.

She doesn't have much - kids clothes are usually designed to be machine-washable, after all, but Marylou had seemed insistant that she needed some 'nice' things - Aoife thinks the other things she has were nice enough, but she does have to admit that cashmere just feels nicer.

So, her stuff is away, and she's just hanging Marylou's silk shirts, when she comes across one that's familiar. She flips the cuff back before she goes to put it in the closet - and frowns at a faint brownish stain on the thread. There's nothing on the fabric - it must be a different fibre.

She can't think of many things taht would stain like that - and she remembers the last time that Marylou was wearing that shirt. but, having looked at the faint mark, brows knitted, for a moment, she hangs it in the closet, shuts the door, and takes the plastic bags to put with the recycling.

So, when Marylou comes home, she finds Aoife sitting on the sofa, laptop in - surprisingly - her lap, the tv tuned to Anime Network.


She blinks for half a moment before closing the fridge and walking over.

"Oh, honey, why wouldn't I want you? You're perfect."

She leans down to look Aoife in the eyes.

"You're beautiful and you're smart, the smartest little girl I've ever met and I bet..." There's a sly little look. "I bet you're even smarter than I know. And you're smart enough to know that there's nothing wrong with a woman who knows what she wants and does what she has to get it. Even if it means killing a few people."
Aoife's own smile in response is pretty shy too. It'sone thing to know you're smart - it's another to have a good opinion of yourself.

"Thank you," quietly, before turning back to the pan and flipping the salmon over.
Los Angeles: The Beach

December 2006

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