Jenny was well on her way. That afternoon she was moved out of ICU, and two days later she was going home. There would be no more bed swapping parties, no more midnight visiting runs, no more family sleepovers at the hospital.
While Sam was out running Sarah and Lovie to school, and Jenny was packing up her things to go home, Charlotte took the opportunity to have a comfy chat with her daughter.
"You know sweetheart, I'm really going to need you at home."
"To do what," asked Jenny, who was busy looking under the hospital bed for her sneakers.
"To help daddy. Sot hat the house runs smoothly while I'm still here."
"Can Angie and Charlie help him?"
It was the typical 10 year old response. "Yes, but they have their own house to run too, so Daddy and I need you girls to work together."
"What's Sarah and Lovie get to do?"
"Same as you, help Daddy."
Jesse took a seat up on her bed and pulled her teddy bear up to her face. "But I want a special job. Something they won't be able to do."
Why was life so difficult? "Well, your usual job is to..."
Jenny interrupted. "I don't want to empty the dishwasher."
"Okay, what would you like to do?"
"Nothing, just rest and watch TV."
A battle was starting when all she really wanted was to have a chat with her daughter, one on one. "Come here, and let me give you the cozy."
A bit leery, Jenny got up from the bed and sat down carefully on her mother's lap. "I love you so much," was all Charlotte could say. And their conversation was over. Ending in a fit of soft kisses.
(11,749, slow and steady...)
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