For The Love of of Aunt Rose 8
For The Love of of Aunt Rose 8
Peter and Aunt Rose were both up at six am having cereal Maxine had set out for them the night before.
She told them how to operate the coffee maker. There were sandwich makings in the refrigerator, bottles of water and fruit on the table. A handy thermos and box of cookies on the table.
Aunt Rose fixed the thermos with tea. Peter Took the box of assorted cookies and water. He carried them in his backpack. Aunt Rose made four lovely cheese sandwiches. A bit of extra bread and what was left of her Kumquat jam along with four heavy duty paper cups and a plastic spoon. She placed all this food in her backpack along with napkins.
“Looks like we're going to feed an army.” laughed Peter.
“ I think Nolan is too young to think about making lunch and sandwiches. The Grandfather I do not know. We can supply the food while he supplies the knowledge of the Pixilated cabin.” said Rose.
They were both ready and waiting on the porch at 7:45 am. Nolan and Grandfather Mozzie arrived at 8:00 am.
Introductions were made by Nolan. Grandpa was grinning like a shot fox when he saw Rose and shook her firm hand. He wanted to pick up this delicious Babe, marry her and carry her back to Australia, his home land.
Mozzie was an American now and had been here fifty years. He and his brother Neville came to America to start a new life. Mozzie was twenty five and Neville thirty. They both worked in construction and masonry fields. Both were thrifty and frugal. As soon as they arrived in America they found work and a small place to sleep. Both eventually became citizens and learned their new language. The rest was history. Both were successful and finally able to buy a piece of land and build cabins.
Both had a wife and family. Both were widowed now. They lived together. Mozzie adored his Grandson Nolan and was with him almost every day.
Mozzie never expected to meet a lady like Aunt Rose. After a half hour walk they got to the cabin. The outside was explored first. Nolan told Peter and Rose they could leave the backpacks on the pegs right next to the porch. Mozzie helped Rose lift her pack up onto the peg. My goodness, what has this woman carried in this pack he thought. It was very heavy.
“Do you need to take anything out of the pack before it is hung up?” he asked.
“No, I have my camera in my pocket. Peter has a phone. My smaller notebook and pen are in my other pocket. I will not need anything in the backpack until it's lunch time.” Smiled Rose sweetly.
Nolan thought about his two peanut butter sandwiches in his pack with two apples and water. He also had nuts for the Pixies. He knew Grandfather would forget a sandwich so he brought two.
Peter hung his pack up on another peg. It was a bit heavy from the water and thermos of tea.
“Aunt Rose, do you need some water?” he asked.
“ I have some in my pocket with the notebook. Thank you.”
Grandfather asked Nolan to show the two guests the out house in case nature called.
He then showed them how the cabin had been constructed and what kind of wood was used. Aunt Rose asked him about the chinking.
Peter was interested in the beautiful pattern of the stone chimney. Mozzie was pleased answering their questions. He knew construction and masonry work.
Rose took many pictures. Including pictures looking inside the windows. The cabin was sparsely furnished but one could stay there very comfortably if they needed to. She also wrote many things about the cabin in her notebook.
“ The foundation looks very sturdy.” said Peter. Mozzie showed him how it was made. Aunt Rose's stomach began to growl. Both she and Nolan laughed.
“I think we had better eat lunch soon.” Said Aunt Rose.
Nolan agreed. GrandFather was about to say something when Nolan said: “Don't worry GrandFather I brought two peanut Butter sandwiches and two apples.”
Grandfather smiled sheepishly. Peter laughed and chipped in that Aunt Rose had brought enough to feed an Army.
Aunt Rose laughed and asked Nolan to help her put the spread on the table. “Bring those Peanut Butter sandwiches out too, Nolan. I have some homemade Kumquat Jam I brought from Pasadena. It will go well with Peanut Butter.”
“Wait till Maxine finds out you took that jam. I heard her saying she was going to brush some on the BBQ Chicken tonight!” howled Peter.
“ I brought her three jars. She can share” said Rose.
They had lunch and packed up the remains to carry back to Maxine's. The weather started to change. It was starting to rain.
Grand Father asked if they could come back to the cabin tomorrow so he could take them inside.
Peter and Rose thought that was a great idea. Nolan offered to help Rose carry her pack but she thanked him saying she brought it full and had no problem and she could carry it back.
Grandfather and Mozzie Sang all the way home. He had a lighter, almost floating on an air step. His heart felt alive almost bursting and his loins ached with activity he had not yearned for in years.
Rose. What a delightful and delicious woman.
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[Verse 1]
Here we go, here we go
It's about time that we set it off
Here we go, here we go
Red lights, I could never stop
[Pre-Chorus]
A dreamer with the fever to be great was all I ever want, was all I ever wanted
A finder with the fever for the fame was all I ever want, was all I ever wanted
[Chorus]
Got me singin' like
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
This fire's a weapon
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
Won't stop till we're legends
[Refrain]
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Won't stop till we're legends
[Verse 2]
Here we go, here we go
It's my turn to make history
Here we go, here we go
When I'm gone they'll remember me, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
A dreamer with the fever to be great was all I ever want, was all I ever wanted
A finder with the fever for the fame was all I ever want, was all I ever wanted
[Chorus]
Got me singin' like
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
This fire's a weapon
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
Won't stop till we're legends
[Refrain]
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Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Won't stop till we're legends
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Won't stop till we're legends
[Bridge]
Blood, sweat, I'll break my bones
Till all my scars bleed gold and
My name's forever known
Woah-oh, woah-oh
Blood, sweat, I'll break my bones
Till all my scars bleed golden
My name's forever known
Woah-oh, woah-oh
Blood, sweat, I'll break my bones (bang, bang)
Till all my scars bleed gold and
My name's forever known
(Bang, bang, won't stop till we're legends)
Woah-oh, woah-oh
Bang, bang, won't stop till we're legends
[Refrain]
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Won't stop till we're legends
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Legend
The Score
Produced by Edan Dover
©Julia A Knaake