Anne wiped her wet hands and, groaning from the pain in her back, went to
Emily nodded, grateful for the warmth and the gesture. “Thank you, Anne. This is really kind of you.” Anne waved a hand dismissively. “It’s no trouble at all, dear. Everyone needs a little kindness now and then. Besides, the soup won’t eat itself,” she added with a chuckle, her eyes twinkling. As they ate, Emily… CONTINUE READING »