I called Mom while I was shopping and asked, “Should I bring chocolate cake or apple pie for Christmas?” – Welcome

“Poor you. I didn’t die.”

“Sus…”

I stepped away.

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

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By the fifth day, I was helping adjust his pillows.

Caroline noticed.

She always seemed to be nearby, watching.

On the sixth afternoon, she stopped me alone in the hallway.

“You’ve been here six days.”

I looked at her.

“Congratulations. You can count.”

She drummed her fingers continue reading …