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The next morning Tina got up and went to check on her mother who was still sleeping. She gently patted her on the shoulder to wake her up.
”Mom?. I need to check your blood sugar ok?” Tina said as Theresa opened her eyes and blinked.
Tina pricked her finger and touched it to the strip on the monitor and waited for the results.
”It’s good this morning. I’ll wait and check it later to see if you need your insulin dose”
Tina finished up and kissed her mother on the cheek then headed downstairs to make coffee. As she reached the bottom of the stairs she smelled the aroma of freshly brewed coffee aerating throughout the downstairs.
She entered into the kitchen to find Bette sitting at the kitchen table reading the newspaper. Her hair was neatly pulled up away from her face and what little makeup she had on only enhanced her natural beauty.
Tina swallowed hard before entering as Bette looked up from her paper and smiled seeing Tina walk into in the kitchen
”Good morning. I hope you don’t mind that I went ahead and made coffee and got the paper this morning. I came back from my morning run and it was on the sidewalk” Bette said taking a sip of her coffee
”No. Not at all. I was just coming down to make a pot. Did you want some breakfast?” Tina asked walking to the cabinet and grabbing a coffee cup
Bette shook her head
”No thanks. I had a grapefruit and some yogurt this morning. I usually don’t eat a big breakfast” Bette replied
”That’s not what I remember. I remember you used to tear into some bacon and eggs when we would eat breakfast in the mornings. There wouldn’t be a crumb left on your plate”
Bette smiled ”I remember. Ms. Terry was too good of a cook for me not to eat everything on my plate. I missed her cooking when I was-” Bette stopped when she was about to bring up the time she spent locked in the cellar and noticed Tina’s face fall and quickly changed the subject looking at her watch..”Well I need to take care of a few things this morning. Can I bring you back anything?” Bette asked getting up from her chair