Chapter 373: Sugar High

"You both look famished," Florence remarked as Susan and Athena stepped into the living room.

The duo exchanged amused glances.

Famished of natural food, you mean, Athena mused, dropping into an armchair and sprawling ungracefully in it.

After checking out the lab Ewan had conditioned to please her, they had decided to sample the sugared foods the neighbors had brought. One bite had led to two, and two to three—the rest was history.

Athena was sure she smelled of chocolate and butter.

"We are good, ma. Trust us," Susan spoke up for both of them, falling into the next armchair with her hands on her stomach.

The remaining platter had been given to Rodney, who claimed he couldn’t get more sugar into his system at that moment. Since he lived alone, it made sense for him to carry the rest home.

Maybe we shouldn’t have eaten so much, Athena thought, aware of Florence staring at them quizzically, and of old Mr. Thorne stepping into the living room with the kids.

"What’s wrong with them?" he asked his wife, just as troubled as the children, who were now staring at their mother worriedly after offering greetings which went unanswered.

"I am not sure. They look drunk, but I smell no drink on them."

Athena chuckled, sitting upright. "We are drunk, quite alright—but on sugar. Those women could bake a mean cake, my God." She rubbed at her face, got to her feet, and moved tepidly toward the hallway.

as well. "I think I’ll take a bath

as she ruffled

women must have put a fair amount of alcohol or cannabis into their baked goods, she


into the bathroom next, turned on the shower, and stood under it with her clothes still on. Five minutes later, her mind was as clear and sharp as her

was done bathing—this time without the clothes. She needed a long sleep. She thought, looking

them goodnight before

than usual..." Chelsea spoke from behind her, flinging an arm

just tired. Ate a lot of sugar, which

where did that take

care, she staggered

say goodnight to my loves, and then I’m off for the night. Have a long day tomorrow." She dropped

their height again. "What do you

reason

do you mean, Mom?" Nate finally asked,

two being passively in control of your class. What does that mean?" Athena went on,

mused, looking at his sister before shrugging. "You. We just tell the offenders, especially the bully, that they’ll get the virus that’s spreading around town and won’t be treated because the doctor in charge is my—you—our mother. It did the


she were raising wise counsel, and then got to her

unable to get to the kids in time, hissed in frustration and told Athena to get to bed. "Sleep it off. You’ll be fine tomorrow morning.

frowned, as though he were a dimwit for not knowing the answer. "From the neighborrrssss, old man. To welcomeeee the new person in theeee neighborhood... you knowwww, it’s... a...

Chelsea sighed, just as the others in the

the arm gently and began to lead her out of the

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