“Thanks for the food mum.” She told her mum and her mother smiled.
“Come on, you're my daughter. It's my duty, I've packed some extra ones for Jack and Sarah and soup that can last you all for a week or so.” Her mother told her and she shook her head.
“When did you even get the time to do all that?”
“She has been doing everything since yesterday.” Her father replied, and her mother glared at him.
“All the more reason to get you a caregiver.” She told her mother and she smiled.
“It's okay baby. A caregiver can come, but she ain't cooking for my husband.” Her mother said and she laughed.
“Okay mummy.” She told her mother and helped pack the plates for the kitchen.
“Go sit down while I quickly do the dishes.” Her mother told her and she glared at her.
“Don't try me mum, go and
