It had been on sale at the grocery story this week, and she'd splurged on a couple of different flavors. Today she opened a new one called Peppermint Candy. She poured it into the steaming liquid and watched as the white swirled into the brown, blending into a light tan color. Then she leaned over her mug and breathed in the enticing aroma. It was Saturday, and she had some unexpected time off. Rory was gone for the day. He'd met some new friends at his church youth group, and one of them had invited him to an overnight party. She'd taken him to the boy's house last night, met the parents, and been assured he was in good hands. No snow had fallen since yesterday, so she didn't have to run her route. And the banquet she was supposed to serve had been cancelled. Finally, she had a day to get caught up on chores. She decided to start with the worst job of all—tackling Rory's room. It had been a while since she’d given it a thorough cleaning.
