That Family Meeting

[themidnightson]

Edward and Alice walked out of hall closet together. The one no one saw them enter, and no one heard except for the time it opened and then the time it closed; only seconds passing between the sounds. The kind of time it would take to grab a cute designer scarf or a warm looking jacket. The kind of time in which an important decision could be made.

Edward glanced at her, a rueful but quietly content smile with bright untroubled eyes, a hand still lingering on her shoulder.

Alice's voice, quiet enough to be a whisper, loud enough to be heard through the whole house, tinkled merrily; "Family Meeting."