“I need so much help with this,” Mark said as he stood staring at the luggage cart in his suite, still loaded with the contents of John’s SUV.
“Where do you want to start?” John asked from the bed where he and Dennis were lying back, propped up by pillows against the headboard. John had an additional pillow under his foot that still donned an orthopedic boot.
“I have no idea. That’s one of the things I need help with. Where do I start?” Mark asked.
“Why don’t we start by unloading this thing?” Rosemary said, placing her hand on the luggage cart. “We can put everything you asked us to pick up on the foot of the bed. When we see everything, it will be easier to decide what to do from there,” Rosemary grinned.
“Sounds like a good idea to me,” Dennis agreed. “All I saw were people bringing
