Sweet Ivy
I wipe her mouth slowly with napkins. I placed the bowl on the trolley before the helper pushing it from the room. I let her sipped some water before helping her lie comfortably. “That is very sweet of you, Ivy.” Mrs. Anderson complimented me. I smile at her and pull the blanket over her skinny body. “It’s nothing ma. Ian asked me to take care of you while he is away.” I said. She holds my hand tightly. “I always wish I have a daughter. I guess a daughter in law is fine too.” She said. I blush over her word. “Rest, ma.” I kissed her forehead. She closes her eyes. I wait until she drifts off. It’s been a week since us moving in. Her health is declining by day. She screams every time the pain taken her body. Ian has been really worried
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