Tea Party

[Dust]

Jenna managed to guide and talk Hoseki into town and to her home. She introduced the emotionaless teenager to her mother as a friend who is lost. He also was conveniently mute and looked as lost as she claimed. While concerned, her mother watched as the 8-year-old pulled what appeared to be a 16 year old through the small house and into her room. While the boy seemed harmless she couldn't help but worry about her daughter's safety.

The first time she entered the room after calling the local authorities to report a lost person who was now being housed in her house, she found that Jenna has pushed her friend to sit on the bed while she sat at the playhouse table where a pretend china set sat ready to use. She was kicking her legs out and talking about nothing in particular. The boy just stared at what Jenna's mother could only assume was the ground because his head hung lower than the line of sight would allow for him to be staring at her. This eased her mind a bit. "Jenna, have you and your friend eaten?" She asked from the door.

"No mama," Jenna said, smiling as 8 years old did. Hugging her favorite stuffed animal, the rabbit from before.

"Would you like me to make up some sandwiches and tea?" Her mother asked.

The instant tea was on the table, the thought of a tea party sprung to the young girl's mind and her already happy face lit up brightly. "Mama! Can we have a tea party!?" She almost screamed, almost jumped out of her seat. But as if being rejected was an actual option in this she remained sitting in the chair.

"Of course you can, hunny."

With that, Jenna leaped up from a sitting position to her toes and cried out in pure happiness. Causing her mother to laugh. "Hear that, Snow? Were getting a tea party!" She then let out a loud gasp. "There will be one less seat though! Our guests! They will be so upset!" She looked around her room at her several stuffed animals. She's played with all of them and continue to do so regularly. The bunny dragged along the carpet of her room, now baked in the beachy sun that blazed past her giant window, only sheer white curtains hung in attempts to stop it. "Oh I know. I'll let Snow pick." She said, then sat the bunny in her usual chair and began to dance about her room.

The older woman smiled happily and then left with a lighter heart than what she went in with.