Monday, 20 September 2010

Who Needs Clean - Sunday Scribblings # 232

Written for Sunday Scribblings prompt 232 - Clean

He knew how Jenna was about mess, she was determined to be the perfect mum and keep the house pristine.
She prided herself on her grooming and capableness, she was strong, it was part of why he loved her.
When he arrived home after her first day alone with little Lucy, he smiled.
Miss clean-freak, together-pants was slumped asleep on the sofa, her hand resting on baby Lucy in the moses basket by her side.
The house looked as if it had been ransacked and as she woke and stumbled to her feet, he could see various substances down her baggy jumper and her hair was everywhere.
She half smiled and then looked uncomfortable.
"I didn't want you to see me like this, I fell asleep, let me just go and clean myself up."
"Don't you dare," he said pulling her close.
"You've never looked more beautiful."

13 comments:

Susannah said...

Oh what a beautiful story, I love it. :-)

jaerose said...

Nicely written..you really brought to light the situation..Jae :)

gautami tripathy said...

I liked his attitude!


my monkey reads you well

And don't forget to aboard the Poetry Train every Monday mornings and thereafter to post your work!

RavenQuills said...

I loved this! It was short yet still romantic. You really have a way with words :]

Jingle said...

well done!

roswellgray said...

That's really sweet!

Americanising Desi said...

hehehe i love this

better clean than careful

Understanding Alice said...

now there is a relationship with a million miles in it :)

Carina said...

A true love story. Thank you!

KB said...

Babies change everything. Lovely SS.

rashmi said...

beautiful story....

oldegg said...

Lucky her, lucky him. A really great story.

Deborah said...

Thank you all so much for stopping by and for your lovely comments x :o)