“Hey Miss Maggie, I’m here,” I announced as I came through the front door. Yum, Miss Maggie been baking.
“Back in the kitchen, Sia. Come on and have something nice and warm to drink.”
“Smells wonderful,” I tell her as I go around the island to give her a hug. As cold as it is outside, the kitchen is warm and inviting. “We’ve sure had a lot of rain lately.”
“That’s Georgia for you in the winter,” Miss Maggie said. And she’d know as she’s lived in Georgia a whole lot longer than I have. “There’s apple cider in the refrig.”
“Sounds perfect.” I smiled, touched that she remembers I don’t drink coffee.
“The Oscars are on tonight. I hope you’ll have time to sit and watch them with me.”
“I wouldn’t miss it, Miss Maggie.” I get down a mug and pour a cup of cider, before popping it in the microwave. “Have any favorites?”
“Not me,” she said. “But I know how you love musicals, so I know who you’ll want to win.”
“I loved Les Miserable. It’s a great story. The music is so powerful. The cast superb.”
“Hugh Jackman sure is something special.” Her smile reminds me of a mischievous angel.
Who can argue with that? “He’s up for an Oscar, along with Anne Hathaway. Actually the movie has eight nominations.”
“I know you don’t like to go out to the movie theatre, but the DVD is being released on March 22, so you’ll be able to watch it then.”
“I look forward to it.”
“Well, I guess I better get working, so I can sit in front of the TV tonight.”
“You do that. I’ll bring the popcorn.”
“And a piece of that cobbler that’s cooking. Until then, here’s a preview of what you’ll see.”
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