Bobbie hugged her tight, “Meri, go do whatever you need to do. We are here when you feel like company again.”
The older woman clutched Bobbie’s cheeks in her hands, “you have such a beautiful heart Bobbie. I’m so proud to be your family.”
Bobbie smiled under the woman’s intense stare. “Thanks Meri. It means a lot to hear you say.”
The woman turned quietly and walked down the hall to the guest room and closed the door behind her. Bobbie pulled a mop bucket from the closet and patted herself on the back for the thousandth time for purchasing one for upstairs and one for down. With kids like hers she needed an endless supply of cleaning products on both the main floor and upper floor.
When the room was finally clean, she rubbed her face and then grimaced at the scent of peroxide clinging
