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betty

I didn't go to the beach.

I went to our neighbor's house — Mrs. Daniels — the old lady told me to call her Betty.

Betty is a nice lady, very funny.

And told me a lot of stories of her youth.

She gave us food.

Winnieh was happy because Betty has a cat too.

Whiskers.

Whiskers isn't as fat as Winnieh.

Betty likes to joke a lot. She said she was happy to have guests. Her husband died years ago and her children didn't visit her anymore.

"How are your parents, dear?"

I decided to be honest with her. She gave us food, after all.

"Broken."

She smiled sadly.

Then hugged me.

I really liked being hugged. It made me feel less lonely.

At the end, Betty gave more food for my parents. She said to come back anytime.

I promised I would.

Dad wasn't drunk when I got home. He was sitting on the couch, glaring at the broken TV.

I served him the food Betty have me on one of the plates thay didn't broke.

He thanked me. I thanked Betty.

Mom was sitting on the bathroom's floor with an empty look on her eyes.

I helped her up and took her to her room, which was a mess, like her.

Then I served her the food Betty gave me.

She thanked me. I thanked Betty.