March
AbbyIt was the first day of the Forget Me Not Book Club. After weeks of researching, creating a program, dropping off flyers, and sharing posts on f*******:; the day had finally come.
Abby and Shelby decided that the best time for the book club was in the late morning. If Abby’s observations of Louise were correct, there would be greater interest—mentally—from the club members. Louise seemed to be more alert in the mornings than she did later in the day.
“How many are we expecting?” Shelby asked.
“Twelve,” Abby said. “Including caregivers.”
“Hey, that’s a really good number. Does that include Louise and Philip?”
“Yup!” Abby nodded. “Kate, do you think there’s anything else we need?” Abby relied on Kate for her knowledge and experience of working at the care facility. Although K
