I'm preparing meals ahead for Don and Ella. She is unable to stand for long periods of time, so this is a great help for them. At the same time, I've got a load of laundry going. In walks Don, slowly, holding a lit flashlight in his hand.
"Will you be needing this in the next few minutes?" he asks.
I stop and look at him, thoughtfully. "I don't believe so... I'm sure I'll be fine" I reply.
"Ok, good. I"m going out to the.... the.... car place."
"The garage?"
"Yes!"
"Okay - see you soon."
Flashlight. I really wanted to follow him out there and see what he was going to do with it. One day soon I fear I will have to follow. Not yet.
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