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Mom had one more errand before leaving for the winter.

She looked so peaceful lying there in bed. So innocent. But I knew she had a terrible secret. I thought of my own daughter, now 20 and at Cornell, how I used to sit in her bedroom at night when she was sick, willing her to get better and how I would do anything to protect her. Then I thought about Chris's father and what he must have done to her. Tears welled up in my eyes. It was just too horrible to contemplate.

Sometime in the night, I heard her calling me again. This time I listened before I jumped out of bed. I didn't want to find myself back in the same situation. But she was calling me by name. "Mark?"

I crossed the hall to her room and peered in very hesitantly. Thank God. She was sitting up in bed, her t-shirt back on. The little lamp on the bedside table was on low.

"Hey," I said. "What's up?"

"I'm sorry to wake you up, but could you bring me some more water. I'm really thirsty and getting dressed took more out of me than I thought it would."

"Sure," I said. I noticed she'd finished off the water bottle next to the bed. A very good sign.

When I returned with a new water bottle, she smiled weakly. "I've been a pain in the ass, haven't I?"

"Only moderately," I said.

"Nice," she replied. "I'm really sorry about this."

"I told you to stop saying that yesterday," I said.

She took a healthy drink of the water I handed her. "Did you? I've been sitting here trying to remember what's been happening. I have a pretty good memory of going to the doctor and getting in your car to come home, but after that it's all bits and pieces. What day is it?"

"Friday." I felt her forehead. She was cool for the first time since I'd come over two days earlier.

"Wow," she said, shaking her head. "I've been really out of it, haven't I?"

"You could say that," I said.

She put out her hand and rested it on my knee, giving me a gentle squeeze. "You're a good friend Mark. Thanks."

"My pleasure Chris." Her clock said 1:45, but I could tell she was wide awake. "Any interest in what's been going on in the world since you zonked out on me?"

"Sure."

So I told her the news and the weather, even though we'd been through it in the afternoon. I figured she didn't remember any of that, which was good. I tried to use my most boring professor voice, hoping my drone would lull her to back to sleep. After a bit, she yawned again, which made me yawn even wider.

"You need to go back to bed Mark," she said, watching my mouth split my face in two. "I'm okay here. You rest."

I thought about arguing, but decided that I really did need the sleep, so I thanked her. When I stood, I leaned over and kissed her on the top of her head. "I'm glad to see you feeling better," I said and then padded back to my room and collapsed.

When I woke up the next morning, it was clearly late. The sun was strong and the birds had mostly stopped singing their morning songs. My watch said 9:23. I stretched the contented stretch of someone who is well-rested, got up, showered, shaved and dressed. By the time I made it out into the hallway it was close to 10:00.

When I peeked into Chris's room, she was sitting up in bed wearing a pair of bright orange reading glasses, reading a novel. The water bottle on her night stand was almost empty. Good and good.

"Good morning sunshine," I said.

She glanced up over her glasses at me and smiled.

"Good morning yourself. I was starting to think I needed to hire a new nurse."

I stuck out my tongue at her and crossed to my chair next to the bed. "By any chance have you taken your medications this morning?"

"Yes, I have. At 8:30. By any chance could I have some breakfast?"

"Absolutely. You managed some crackers yesterday, so how about some fruit this morning? I got some bananas and melon at the market on Wednesday. They ought to be easy on your stomach. And I have that liquid lunch stuff the doctor sent us home with."

"That sounds great," she said. "I suppose coffee is out."

"For you my dear, but not for me. I'll be right back."

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