Pg.3
September 11,2018
A single step onto a marble flooring my shoes wet water dripping from my hair as I shivered. My house was always cold but right now wasn't the best time for it to be.
Slipping off my shoes I walked over into the kitchen on the beige carpet that covered the house. Floors in every room but the bathroom. Scanning the room I raised an eyebrow and pouted. 'Not being able to talk really does come with its disadvantages.' With a soft sigh I blew a small whistle, my ears unable to hear it but a fluffy friend of mine could as the pup trotted over a cat following close behind him. I couldn't help but smile and wave as they both seemed happy to see me. Putting down two bags of Groceries I pulled out both dog and cat treats they both liked.
Pouring their bowls half of food and a bit of water I continued organizing the food I'd bought into the fridge and cabinets, a sudden ding from my phone caused me to freeze. 'Mother?' Stepping over to the small coffee table in front of the couch I picked up the phone reading the text.
Mother
I hope you come to see me this weekend
