Sharya Helps Out
Sharya looked gratefully at the cook and accepted the offered apron before quickly setting to work on the mushrooms and onions. She had done this type of work before, not for a long time, but her fingers soon remembered their past dexterity with kitchenwork as she sliced up the onions. The pile seemed neverending, but, Sharya reminded herself, she was cutting onions for a massive room of hungry inn patrons. Not to mention that most of them were hobbits and if what she had heard about hobbits were half true, she would be here a long time cutting up vegetables. However, she set her mind to enjoy the time cutting up vegetables and let her mind wander as her hands did the chopping.
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"Father!" the girl cried running towards him. The man didn't look as if he had seen a bed or bath for weeks on end, yet still carried a happy look as he swept the girl up into his arms.
"Sharya!" he exclaimed as he scooped her up, "You're getting heavier and taller every time I come home."
"Ma says I'm growing taller everyday," the girl declared proudly. "She reck'ns I'll be taller than her one day."
"I'm sure you will be," confirmed the man. "Now, have you been a good girl since I left?"
The girl nodded. "I helped with everything everyday."
"Every day?" queried the man.
"Well...almost everyday," answered the girl sheepishly, caught out in a lie.
"We're going to have to do better than that when I'm home," said the man, carrying the girl into the house.
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The onions seemed to be finished too quickly. And Sharya found it time to start on the mushrooms. She wrinkled her nose. Mushrooms, the bane of her life, how she hated them. Yet, these little hobbits seemed to adore them to no end. Still, what had to be done had to be done and she proceeded to chop them up as well. However, she considered, mushrooms were heaps easier to chop up than onions. This strange thought cheered her up substantially and soon the mushrooms were done as well. Smiling at her accomplishment, she went on to layering them in the pie pans. When this job was done as well, she went to tell the Cook.
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