Saturday dragged as she did her chores, cleaning her room and doing her own laundry were just two of the regular chores she now carried out and of cou...se there were one off things, like going to the shops for her mother or occasional when dad was too busy she had to mow the lawn but her father never liked the way she cut it so she wondered why did he keep asking her to do it.Eventually, after the evening meal which dad was absent for by the way, she excused herself and told her mother that she. I made the run to the dump and returned home happy to have been able to help.A few days later Susan knocked on my door with a thank you gift of baking. I invited her in for coffee. As we drank our coffee and sampled some of her delicious baking we found we were both separated, divorced with grown c***dren finding our way in our new realities. Susan was in her mid-fifties and me approaching retirement age. After a few laughs and a pleasant chat we each returned to our lives.Over the next few. By knowing that I am staying very near to her, she became more comfortable. Meanwhile, I dropped my friend and Priya at their respective homes. Now it’s only me and Sneha, and since the rain had subsided, I asked Sneha to take the front seat.We started our conversation, and I very well knew that to keep in touch with her, the only way is to offer her ride to the office and back home. So, before dropping her on her street, I asked her if she is fine to travel with me to the office. She asked my. Fresh milk and oven-fresh muffins tasted good. Gwen felt her vigor returning. The fresh day awakened her senses, and the memory of her first day at Gracely House filled her mind. The acts Mrs. Gracely had led them to perform were incredible as the girl remembered them. It was like a dream.But she remembered Patricia and the fear while walking down the stairs virtually naked to greet her fellow pupils for the first time. It was real. It wasn't a dream.This morning, Patricia brought her a bowl of.