Recent content by Emily Troque

“May, maybe not.” Em rested her head against Emerich’s chest. “What about Emer?”

Emily smiled weakly, “I still love you Em. You don’t mind if I call you that?”

“You, you, you can’t be.” Emily stuttered. Harry was the only one who called her Em. No one had said the name since he died.

Emily grinned. “Thanks honey.” She looked up. Ha, Ha, Harry? She bit her lip then whispered, “Who are you.”

Emily smiled gratefully at Lemi’s present. “Thank you dear. It’s lovely.” She put on the ring and placed the bag of Fudge on the mantel.

Emily heard some people enter the house. She saw Lizzi, Lemi and Callum with his mother, Michelle. “Lizzi!” She gave her daughter a kiss on the cheek. Then she turned to Michelle. “Would you like to stay for tea. I’m making a roast beef dinner.” “No, no, it’s quite alright. We’ve got our own...

“I know, but you’ll be quicker by yourself. And plus they’ll want to wait for Lizzi.”

“You best go down and get some from the village then. Celia, Mina, do you want to help me with the carrots while she’s away. Or would you rather play outside again.

“Okay honey. And yes, Lizette adores Ravenclaw, just like me. She got all outstandings in her exams this year!” Emily peeled another potato or two, “No, it’s fine, just go see the little ones, they’re dying to see you!”

Emily grinned. It was great having her eldest daughter back. Releasing herself from the hug, Emily stirred a pot of potatoes. “Lizzi will be back about 12pm. She isn’t getting the train back. Callum’s mother is apparating her back. You do know about Callum, right? Celia and Mina are outside...

Emily was cooking a roast dinner for the girls coming home. Suddenly Lemina burst through the door. “Hi honey!” She screamed, embracing her daughter in a hug. She hadn’t been expecting her yet, but she’d forgotten the time difference. They were ahead of time in New Zealand.