The house was filled with the aroma of baking brownies as Kaitie loaded all the food from the freezer and refrigerator into laundry baskets and set them on the porch beside the door. Jake had offered his help, but in his condition, there was little he could do other than keep her cat Freckles distracted. Kaitie placed the last basket outside as the timer she had set dinged in the kitchen.
“Do you want me to get that?” Jake asked from the living room.
“Thanks, but no. I will let you help me when you are capable of getting to and from the bathroom on your own. Until then, the kitchen and hot stoves are off-limits to you,” Kaitie said as she closed the door. She couldn't help but smile at him, her optimism shining through. “The way you are improving, I have a feeling that it might even be b
