~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. Clean up?
What in the world was this thing called 'cleaning up'?
Oliver patted his belly. "I'm too full to move,'' he groaned. But he knew he couldn't and wouldn't leave Esme to do it all. So he reached for his wand to cast incantations that got the sink, dishes and cutlery clean; the dishrag was sent to wipe down the sink and counter tops; the remaining food was neatly stacked into the fridge and finally, the dinner table was cleaned. "I think I clean up well.'' After all, Charms had been his strongest subject. "And even though we're tied, I'll let you pick the movie even if it's a girly one.'' |