I tip toed slowly down the stairs , careful to not make a sound .The stairs were wooden, and luckily there wasn't a creaky step like in other houses. Stealth was a very important priority here. I could hear mom in the kitchen, and that's why I had to be quiet.
As I reached the bottom of the stairs I saw the objects of my desires.
Last night after screaming and covering my head with the blanket , Mom had rushed back in to check what the matter was and found nothing. The shadow I had seen had been nowhere in sight .
Mom had gone back to sleep but I had vowed that no force in Heaven or Earth could get me out of those blankets.
Well, except one thing.
Which I was looking at right now; mom's suger coated, steaming, savoury sweet buns were beyond this world and I could would do anything to get to them.
Which was why I was sneaking into the dining room where the treats sat on the dining room table, I just needed one bite... or maybe more.
I took a peek into the kitchen and saw mom by the stove cooking something in a pan. A smile of wickedness appeared on my face.
Perfect.
I crept up to the dining table on my knees and hands, raising my hand, ready to snatch a piece of paradise.
But was thwarted at the last second.
"Don't even think about it, Sarah." Mom said without turning her back and I groaned in despair.
I had been so close! I thought passionately .
" Mom , how did you know I was here? Are you an alien? " I asked her and she turned around with the pan in her hand, laughing .
" Yep , I'm from another planet . " She said placing the contents in the pan, pancakes, on a set of plates in the kitchen.
I stood back up and raised a finger at her , " I knew it! So where are they ? " I asked her.
"Where is what?"
I put my hands on my hips, "Your second eyes or your antenna."
" I'll never tell ." She said chuckling , she brought in the plates of pancakes and i licked my lips.
Mom's strawberry pancakes were so good! But then I looked at the sweet buns and felt conflicted. Sweet buns Or pancakes ? Paradise or Kingdom come? Unimaginable bliss or indescribable joy?
I couldn't decide!!
"Sit down , Sarah and let's eat . " Mom said wiping her hands with a dish cloth.
Mom wore a light blue dress and knee high stockings . She had a pink apron with rose designs and her hands had been stained with flour. She was a middle aged woman with light brown hair like mine . She had hazel eyes like autumn weat, that were behind her glasses. Her face was pleasant and round, with small ear wrinkles she got from her Scottish heritage.
She looked like a mom and a baker, since she was one of each.
I sat down and smiled at her ." Since we are eating..." I reached over for a sweet buns but mom swatted my hand.
"Ow!"
"No , you don't . Those buns are not for eating ," mom said and then she smiled ,"well they are, but not for us . They are for my stand in the Fair today."
"Wait that's today?" I asked her with a frown. The Spring Fair, a happy go time where most of the town gathers at the park for fun activities and friendly games.
I didn't want to go there.
It was the last day of spring break and I planned on sitting on the sofa with a bag of popcorn watching a movie and jelly beans, the best way to relax.
Don't judge it till you try it.
" You know that's today. I told you yesterday."
She had and I knew. But I had hoped she would forget . A dumb thing to hope for , Mom had an amazing memory.
" Besides ," mom continued ," Lucas is going to be there . Infact he's coming here to pick you up ."
Lucas was my best friend and him coming to pick me up meant his mother had dragged him into this too. Lucas didn't like big gatherings. He was an Emo.
"Okay, I'll go ." I said and then I looked back at the buns that sat on the table,, " but it would help if I got some... motivation ."
" If you have two dollars , you can buy now ." Mom said and I pouted. I already finished my allowance on some awesome sandals. I was broke.
" Extorting from your own child , how could you mother ? " I said dramatically.
"Which means you don't want one . " Mom said and i sighed.
I would just have to contend myself with the pancakes.
But I swore in my heart, even Satan won't stop me from getting a bun today!