I leaned against Henry, who adjusted himself behind me to pose as a wall, and crossed my arms, watching the old mummy act out.
Well, it was true that I made everything dirty and then went to sleep for a week.
We waited until she was finished and watched her turn the water off to walk on her high-heeled shoes out of the bathroom.
However, she still didn't leave the room.
"EMMA!" she yelled, and while Henry and I turned to watch what came next, Brown Hair entered with a pot full of earth.
"She was the one cleaning up your mess." My grandmother pointed at her before motioning her to the bed.
Emma walked forward and looked at my grandmother, then at me.
She was not really hesitating but just seemed not to want to be roped into this mess.
Henry put his arms around me from behind and rested his head on me, as if he feared I would instant-marry any female that was running around.
Cute.
"Fair enough. Go ahead." I nodded calmly at Emma and saw her emptying the pot over the bed.
