This morning Myrhna found herself torn between being cut off from her children, and her elderly mom refusing to open the door until the house has been expanded. There was no way to solve the conflict shortly - it would take weeks to rebuild the house - besides Albert has said no to any such adjustments.
- Albert, we need to do something! YOU need to do something!
- Not listening!, Albert said.
- Mom! Please open the door! I can't force you to eat, but Hui and Edna need their meals!
- Won't open this door unless you offer me some better accomodation!, old Mrs Anna Eastwall replied from the locked nursery.
- Then you will need to move into a hotel, mom. It's your choice.
- Not interested in hotels! This house is too small, you need to shape up!
- This is getting out of control, Albert!, Myrhna said. The pancaces were tasty, but she was not able to enjoy the meal.
- I think... I think your mom will need to leave us!, Albert reflected.
- Right, did you come up with that on your own? It's been the subjects since yesterday, Albert! Hui and Edna need both food and clean diapers!
- Could we bring in a friend of your mom? Someone she would actually listen to?
- I can't think of anyone! You better come up with something else!, Myrhna stated.
Albert left the house right after eating his seventh pancake. He just crossed the road.
- Hello Erin Kennedy, he greeted. - I think we might need your assistance!
- What is this about?, Erin Kennedy asked. She could see the Wickerwod house from her doorstep,
- Just, help!
Albert brought Erin Kennedy to the next house, that elderly Iqbal Alvi resided with his two sons.
- Hello Iqbal, got time to help a neighbor?
- Who are you? Oh, hello Erin...
- I'm Albert Wickerwood accross the road, we talked 3 years ago, remember?
- Uhm, not really...
- But can you help?, Albert asked.
- Guess so, What's up?, Iqbal Alvi asked.
- Just follow us, please!
The group continued to the end of the road where the Sekemoto brothers lived. Leighton Sekemoto opened the door.
- Hello, got a few minutes?
- Sure...
Then they all walked over to Albert's house. The deep snow made it harder to reach the backside of the house, but soon Albert was knocking on the nursery window.
- Mrs Eastwall! Come to the window!
- Stop making all this noise!, she complained. Then she saw the group of neighbours standing outside in the snow. - Oh, please no seasonal songs!
- These are our neighbors!, Albert shouted. He wanted to make sure his mother in law could hear him.
- These fine neighbors can't stand hearing little Hui and Edna crying all day! They have come to claim that the crying stops, and that you let us into the nursery!
Erin Kennedy gasped when she realised that the old woman had locked the kids away.
- I can involve the Military Forces!, she said. - That's where I work!
- Thanks, but hopefully not needed, Albert said.
- Sweet woman, you are way too pretty to lock yourself away like this, sang Iqbal Alvi. The much younger Sekemoto said nothing.
But no matter what they said and did, they didn't manage to reach out to Anna Eastwall's soul.
Neighbors left, and the babies kept crying periodically.
Myrhna took advantage of the weird situation, and finally found some time to practice her guitar. They would need to involve the police unless her mother opened the door. Kids kept quiet though, Myrhna wondered if there might be a few bottles of milk left in the cribs. Maybe her old mom had a good heart after all, feeding the kids?
Before Albert went to bed at night, he left the pancake reminders on the kitchen counter. Maybe the smell would tempt his mother in law to unlock the door? She must be starving by now, that old bitch!
More in a week!
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