Personal Narrative: A Short Story: Filly's House

"This is seriously a lot to process." Mary told herself. "So what did I do? I invite two random strangers with a kid, know about a person I am completely in no relation with, make them think I helped them figure out something and sort of talk them into taking me with them. And oh! I let them pay! And...I have to return that. I have gotten myself into a mess too hard to clean up." She sat thinking for a few moments. It became dark outside. She went to her fridge, opened it and found it half-empty. "Oh-oh. Need milk, butter, meat. And it's dark. And chilly. But I guess I have to go."

She put on her jacket and set out to a little shop next street named 'Filly's day out'. It was a cosy little shop that sold all groceries. Ms. Bunn, the shopkeeper
Can you inform the headmistress saying it was very urgent. That...that...umm....my cousin has some operation...somewhere...it was an emergency...something like that."

"I will cook up some story. Here we are."

Rose's house was wonderful. It was big and very spacious. As they entered, the room was lit and a huge chandelier hung from the ceiling. There was a living room on the right side and a a dinning table on the left side. A little away, from the dinning table was the kitchen. Straight-wards, there was a wooden spiral staircase. Behind the staircase was a a room with a glass door for laundry.

Rose put her hands on her hips and shrugged. "It isn't that much but I guess it will do."

Mary turned at her with raised eyes. "Each time I come here, I look around with widened eyes."

"Sure you do." Replied Rose. "Sit. I will get the stew pot."

Mary sat on a chair around the dining table. Rose came holding a large black vessel filled with a steaming broth of lamb and vegetables. It looked very appetising when it was served with a roasted potatoes and some coconut rice.

"This tastes so wonderful, Rose." Said Mary. "The lamb is so good and goes amazing well with potatoes and rice. I haven't never tried this