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GW exhaled a sigh of relief as he pulled into the trailer park after a long night performing a gig at the Orleans. The band had really done a great job that night, but he was tired and at this point wanted nothing more than to fix himself a bowl of cereal for supper, veg out in front of the idiot box for maybe fifteen minutes, and go to bed.
The voice message from Mere had worried him a little bit, and he resolved to swing by the club tomorrow and see what was going on. He liked Lorne and hoped the demon was all right and that things weren't as serious as Mere's message implied. A shrug put the worry out of his mind, there was nothing he could do about that until he got a little sleep.
He parked in the short driveway in front of his trailer and stepped out of the truck, then stopped dead in his tracks as he stared in shock at the diminutive elderly woman sitting on his doorstep.
"Tante Marie, wat y'all doin' here?!" He hadn't heard anything about family coming to visit "Ya din' come on yer own, non? Where's uncle Charles?" GW prayed that another family member had gone up to the nugget or some such to try and call him on his cell phone "It ain't safe!"
"Been wonderin' when you was ever comin' home, George," Marie called back loudly, not getting up. "Where you been, you, its late!"
The old woman leaned slightly to the left, then spit brownish juice into an Astor coffee can that sat on the porch next to her. "Charles is home," she continued, wiping the corner of her mouth with a pocket handkerchief. "Said it was too hot this time of year to go out in the desert, so I left 'im to his armchair and television." Marie shook her head with fond exasperation. "He loves dat satellite dish, him."
She grabbed the silver handle of her cane and lifted herself to her feet with an agility that belied her age, then looked GW over. "Your hair's growing out," she announced. "Got a hug for me?"
( Surprise, Surprise, Surprise )
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(The NPC of Tante Marie was written by Stargazer)
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