“I needed to be clear with them, that’s all. Marcus helped me and now it makes perfect sense. They clean, bring food and all they want in return is company. One lady takes Beth for a walk while I mow her garden. I get some peace and physical exercise and she gets to play nana for an hour. Life is one big trade off.”
“That’s lovely darling.” Hana’s bland answer alerted her daughter.
“How are your plans going?” Izzie asked, trying to draw her out. Hana rolled her eyes and fished a speck from her water with a tentative finger.
“Ah, you know,” she sighed. “These things take time.”
The argument with Logan left a bitter taste in her mouth and a sick feeling inside her chest. Hana clambered into bed, swathed in her favourite flannelette pyjamas. Little monkeys caroused around the pants. “You’
