Helen opened the door. “Hello, Elisabeth. Stacy will be down shortly.”
Elisabeth Rowe entered. “How are you holding up?” she asked.
“I’m fine. Keeping busy, mostly. My sisters are helping, funnily enough.”
“You’re lonely, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” Helen admitted.
“You aren’t alone,” Elisabeth said taking one of Helen’s hands.
“Thanks, but I don’t know you much,” Helen said.
Stacy and Tiffany then came down the stairs. “Mom, Tiffany would like a lift home,” the former said.
“Sure,” Elisabeth said to her daughter. She turned to Helen. “Would you like to come to a café tomorrow evening?”
“I’ll see if I can swing it with work,” Helen answered. ‘It would be a good idea,’ she thought.
“I’ll hold you to it.”
“How’s Quinn?” Elisabeth asked her daughter as she pulled away from the Morgendorffers.
“She’s still grieving, but she’s coping in her own way,” Stacy answered.
“That’s good.”
“You’re concerned for Mrs. Morgendorffer, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
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Elisabeth Rowe entered. “How are you holding up?” she asked.
“I’m fine. Keeping busy, mostly. My sisters are helping, funnily enough.”
“You’re lonely, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” Helen admitted.
“You aren’t alone,” Elisabeth said taking one of Helen’s hands.
“Thanks, but I don’t know you much,” Helen said.
Stacy and Tiffany then came down the stairs. “Mom, Tiffany would like a lift home,” the former said.
“Sure,” Elisabeth said to her daughter. She turned to Helen. “Would you like to come to a café tomorrow evening?”
“I’ll see if I can swing it with work,” Helen answered. ‘It would be a good idea,’ she thought.
“I’ll hold you to it.”
“How’s Quinn?” Elisabeth asked her daughter as she pulled away from the Morgendorffers.
“She’s still grieving, but she’s coping in her own way,” Stacy answered.
“That’s good.”
“You’re concerned for Mrs. Morgendorffer, aren’t you?”
“Yes.”
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