A Girl In The Golden Grass: Part 6

Tossing and turning I couldn't get to sleep. All I could think about was the city. Running away was how I was going to get away. I'd pack my rucksack secretly and one night I would run away. On the go I will defend myself and feed myself, bring enough money to get me started ; my master plan. I drifted off to sleep...
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"Wake up, you lazy. We have to gather things for the tea we are cooking! How about omelet with steamed vegetables? Carrots, broccoli and a baked potato? Drink of water, milk or something a little stronger?!" Sylvie giggled and winked at me. I remember the day mother went to the travelling market that comes around every month or two. Red wine was sitting on the kitchen table, me and Sylvie exchanged a cheeky grin. I grabbed 2 wine glasses and Sylvie grabbed the wine; merrily we skipped into our room. After we closed the door I poured half a glass each, we promised no more. Typically Sylvie downed hers in one, I can't say anything since I wasn't far off. Quickly, I ran into the kitchen and washed the glasses, placed them back were we found them. The red wine was placed in the exact same place were it was before.
Flashback over, I replied.
"Something stronger, good times. We should have wine Wednesday again like we used to. I think that sounds yummy." I replied, grinning at the memory.
"Well I have collected 4 large potatoes, all the carrots and broccoli. I forgot the eggs, so you can get them from your chickens?" Sylvie asked.
"Sure." I simply replied.