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Delaney stood in the doorway of the newly purchased two storey house bought by her ‘husband’ Jedediah. Sure, he didn’t really refer to them as husband and wife, not except for that one time they went shopping and he told the sales woman that she was his wife. Since that night, Delaney thought of him in the same way, even if she never told Jedediah that. Or called him husband to his face-but that didn’t mean she couldn’t think that. What he didn’t know, wouldn’t hurt either of them-because the mere thought of Jedediah not wanting to be referred as her husband would crush the telepathic woman’s feelings. Even if she would never show it.

They didn’t have to actually be married in her mind to consider the other husband and wife. Not to Delaney. What mattered to her was how the person carried on with and at the other and he did a lot for the woman. Not just with providing her with the house they were moving into, or the clothes she wore on her back now, but Jedediah certainly stimulated her in a couple ways too. Her mind (and body) was never bored with him in her company and she loved that about the older male.

Where would they begin? This place was MUCH bigger than the apartment they lived in now, and bigger than any uni dorm or shared apartment back in Laney’s university days. Jedediah had told her of the purchase, took her to their new house and then decided to leave Laney to her own devices as he continued packing the last of their belongings to bring them here to be unpacked later.

Delaney saw the set of stairs and immediately ascended up them, taking one at a time, while holding on to the banister that would take her up the flight of fifteen or so stairs. She wanted to know what was upstairs first before she made her way through the main part of the home. She was greeted at the top of the stairs with a large, open-concept room, which traveled into a larger room that might be perfect for their bedroom, if they planned it right. Something she would have to broach to Jedediah, if there were no rooms that fit the bill on the main floor.

After going through each closet to see if anything had been left behind on the second floor, Laney returned to the main floor, taking the stairs at a slow pace, just in case she changed her mind and decided to return to the second floor, should a new idea enter her mind for the larger, open room on the second floor, or even the smaller, still gracious size of the closed in room up there. By the time her left foot hit the bottom floor of the main room again, Laney veered off to the left, and inside a room that wasn’t that far from where the stairs were in the living room area. This one was a decent size, but was much smaller than the one on the second floor, and reminded her of the size and shape they had occupied in their small apartment for the last couple months. This room would not work. Laney felt as if the couple were outgrowing the room they had now, so this would be no better.

The other room with a door that could close off what the rest of the world was doing was a little larger than the last, and quite possibly doable. In her mind it was a toss up with what to do, or which one to suggest. Being close to the front door had its perks, but it had its disadvantages as well. Something she knew Jedediah would point out. However, he would probably find the size more agreeable to that than the one upstairs. The buxom beauty would wager that Jedediah would say something about the space they were wasting in a room like the one upstairs...unless she could talk him into making it a master ensuite, which would have a bathroom with their own private shower! It would be luxurious.

As for all the other rooms and space...the raven haired woman didn’t know what to suggest for those rooms. She was used to living in a place without a lot of rooms and space, that Delaney had grown accustomed to doing without things, or just got used to how life with Jedediah was. The open room when you first walked in would be the living room, but what about the two rooms that had doors? Maybe a ritual room? Something she could suggest to her ‘husband,’ to see what he thought about it. A computer or gaming room entered Delaney’s mind for the other room, but she knew Jedediah’s stance on televisions, so trying to get him to agree to a room for the sole purpose of housing a large entertainment device with no solid purpose or reason other than to play games on it. Unless, she showed him her blog. Delaney decided she would when she broached the subject of a computer room. Later. Much later.

With most the rooms having an assigned purpose in her mind for now, Delaney moved towards the back of the house where her eyes held the most beautiful thing she had seen in a long time. There was a...BACKYARD!

Most people wouldn’t consider a backyard anything spectacular or beautiful, but for a person who had been living under ground for the last half year or so...it was a welcomed sight for Delaney. Sure, she could see a neighbor’s house twenty or so feet away, but the yard was wider than it was longer, which pleased Laney immensely.

Her mind went right to work, imagining what could be done with the yard. First, it would have to be cleaned from the fall and winter’s harsh weather conditions. Twigs and small branches lay scattered on the pale, lifeless green grass that had just overcome the last bit of frost a few nights ago. The initial thought was to plant a bunch of flowers, shrubs and vegetables, but then the second thought of ‘why?’ Came to the woman’s mind. They wouldn’t, or couldn’t eat it. But...animals could.

The woman shook her head and exhaled in a sigh as both hands came to rest on the window’s ledge, before her chin rested comfortably on the fleshiest part of her lower arm as the woman gazed absentmindedly at the large backyard she never thought she would have again after moving out of her parent’s home. “Well….” Delaney said after a small ‘hmph,’ her eyes swiveling to a few boxes that rested in the corner of the living area space, the woman finding a seat on a middle stair on the carpeted case as she gave this potential project some serious thought.

She could grow things for the local wildlife to eat, but she suspected Jedediah would be none too pleased with the idea...and it was then that her idea transformed into something else...something slightly different. What if the food they grew didn’t feed the local wildlife, but fed HER wildlife?

She wasn’t sure what Jedediah would allow, or even if he would allow the idea at all, but what if he did? Wouldn’t it be exciting and just so….perfect? Delany could see it now; chickens were a must-the yard was a decent size for a couple of them. A cow and even a horse entered her mind, but in the end she knew it to be too cruel a fate for something as large as they were, as the horse needed room to roam, and the cow needed more than a few feet to lounge around in during the day. Never mind the shelter the backyard just didn’t have. And if they built, it would take away from the yard, which was essential to larger animals.

But, why not rabbits? There could be enough room for rabbits and for a couple chickens, and no fear of either attempting to eat the other, or hurt them, really. There was no reason they couldn’t purchase seed at some feed mill or something close to it for the chickens and the rabbits could eat the things the tattooed, dark haired woman would plant in the nights to come.

There was only one teeny, tiny problem. Jedediah. She would have to stress to the male that these were pets, not food and certainly not something to hunt. And nothing, and she meant NOTHING would hurt their pets. If anyone hurt them in any form, they would feel the wrath of the telepathic woman, which not many have-yet. But it was a line no one should cross, should they not desire to make an enemy of the woman in any means. Jedediah would have to teach her how to build coops and feeders and the like. How to keep the yard safe and secure for their pets and how to even plant things. While Laney found the earth to be beautiful, and needed protecting, she knew nothing about growing anything from the earth. The woman had not a single green thumb on her-because people in the city; people like her parents didn’t grow things. They simply bought things for other people to plant and do all the dirty work to make things appear beautiful.