“MUCH BETTER,” I SAID. That’s the first decent breakfast I’ve had since last Thursday.”
“I know, babe, that’s why I didn’t make a bigger issue of that huge mound of food you were devouring.” He then changed the subject. “I have good news—someone will be here this afternoon to fix up the bathroom. Even better, they stock something called bed risers that will raise the bed about six inches.”
John looked at Philip and said, “Where do you want him?”
“I don’t know. Babe, do you feel like sitting up and keeping me company in the sewing room, or do you need to lie down?”
I was feeling a bit tired by then and told him so. Then I said, “Why don’t I prop up on the pillows with my laptop for awhile?”
“On it,” John said, and he wheeled me into the bedroom. While he got me settled on the bed, Phil
