Yule Mathoms 2005 Collected
December 12 - 13 giggling Gamgees: 3. Watering the Roses -by Vistula
*Watering the Roses*
September winds parted the kitchen curtains, exposing a fading garden landscape. Rose watched Sam stand, shoulders shaking, near the garden wall.
'Even after all these years, *this* day still comes hard to him.' She sighed, setting down her parings.
"Somethin' wrong mama?" Goldie chirruped.
"Da's waterin' the roses again."
The child patted her mother's hand, knowingly. "Should we fetch him for tea?"
Gathered around the hearth, the rest of the Gamgee brood chimed in: "Oh, yes! Lets!"
Smiling, their mother agreed: "C'mon."
Followed by a flock of thirteen giggling children, Rosie set out to rescue her husband from his past.
September winds parted the kitchen curtains, exposing a fading garden landscape. Rose watched Sam stand, shoulders shaking, near the garden wall.
'Even after all these years, *this* day still comes hard to him.' She sighed, setting down her parings.
"Somethin' wrong mama?" Goldie chirruped.
"Da's waterin' the roses again."
The child patted her mother's hand, knowingly. "Should we fetch him for tea?"
Gathered around the hearth, the rest of the Gamgee brood chimed in: "Oh, yes! Lets!"
Smiling, their mother agreed: "C'mon."
Followed by a flock of thirteen giggling children, Rosie set out to rescue her husband from his past.
