Malkavian-Rocker

“Mama, don’t we have any potatoes?” Kagome called over her shoulder. She was standing over a burbling pot of stew in the kitchen. Her friend Ayumi was coming over for dinner and Kagome had offered to cook for the evening. She felt like she had looked everywhere but had seen no sign of the potatoes, despite purchasing them at the store just a few days ago. “Look on the floor of the pantry, dear,” her mother’s voice sounded from where she in the office. Kagome lowered the heat and stepped away to rummage through the pantry. When she saw the sack of potatoes lying in the corner on the floor she felt like sma