Helen moved closer and lowered her voice even though there was no one sitting even close in the small sidewalk cafe."Rachel,... Phillipe... he... he....." she stammered, finding it impossible to put into words what had transpired in her son's room."What is it Helen? I don't think I've ever seen you so nervous." You'd be nervous too if your son made a pass at you." What?" smiled her friend, believing that Helen was either pulling her leg or over dramatizing. She saw Helen nod her head confirming. Enjoy yourselves."Margaret handed Rose a wrap for her shoulders, knowing it would be cool later that evening. With a final word, I turned to escort Rose out to the Dodge and caught a glimpse of Harlan, standing in the kitchen entrance and smiling and extending a thumbs up. I had the approval of the Cummings, and I hoped that it would be the beginning of something for Rose that would encourage her to socialize more.I helped Rose into the Dodge and then put her wheelchair into the back. She. Paralyzed?" she asked fearfully. "Why can't I move?" You are in complete traction. Your upper body is immobilized in a cast so it can heal properly." Willow answered."When will I get out of this thing?" Her voice sounded dull and lifeless. She waited to hear the worst."That is up to the doctors. You have been in a coma for three weeks. I rang for the doctor." Willow seemed pleased with herself.A nurse came bustling into the hospital room. "Who pulled the cord?" I did," Willow answered in a pert. Lilly was amazed at the difference in flavor."So lets get some chickens. Are they hard to care for?" Hardly any fuss at all. They'll eat just about anything. Table scraps and stuff. But with just you here, you'd better get a bag of chicken feed as well. I'll get you a couple of laying hens from our coop and then we'll get you some fertile eggs and hatch a brood of chicks for you." That would be neat. I've never seen a chick come out of it's shell." It is neat. First one pokes a hole in his.