Ding dong!
My eyes opened sharply. Was that coming from the front door? No, it should be Mrs. Heather's, please! Or... was I expecting someone?
I sat up immediately. Someone. I gasped. I totally forgot that today was Saturday! The day Tanner was bringing Renée over!
Ding dong!
I flew out of bed. I must look like crap right now. I ran to the bathroom and I forced myself not to look at the mirror, sure that'd I'd be too conscious if I saw what I looked like. I splashed some water on my face, at the same time trying to gargle some mouth wash.
How messy.
I threw my hair which had come out of it's bond during sleep into a messy bun. I rushed out the room through the living room.
Ding don-
"Hey!" I breathed, smiling widely, and I had to maintain the smile on my face as soon as I saw who stood in front of me.
"Hello, Mackenzie." It was Mrs. Heather. Not that I wasn't happy she was the one in front of me, I mean, she was a really pleasant widowed woman in her late sixties, but I'd just expected Tanner and Renée.
"Oh, hi Mrs. Heather!" I smiled warmly.
"I'm sorry dear, did I wake you up? You sure look like you just got out of bed."
I waved a hand in the air, half-glad that I wasn't hearing those words from Tanner. "It's okay, Mrs. Heather, I was just sleeping in."
"That's okay. I noticed you got home really, really late yesterday, are you doing fine?"
"Yep. I am, thanks for asking Mrs. Heather."
"Sure. What about your mom? Is she in?"
My smile disappeared. "No she isn't."
"Right. I haven't seen her for quite some time now. Is she okay, Mackenzie?"
I let out a breath as I licked my lip, not sure of what to say.
"I- I'm sorry." Mrs. Heather said, "If she's not okay, tell her she'll be fine. I'll be praying for her." She nodded, "Anyway, I baked these fresh this morning." She lifted a basket I didn't realize she'd been holding, and I could smell cinnamon rolls. "My son will be coming back from Canada today." She smiled proudly.
I smiled at her, taking the basket from her. "Wow. Thanks a lot, Mrs. Heather, this was very sweet and kind of you. Say hello to Michael when he comes."
"Sure, I will."
"Well, thanks for stopping buy and dropping this. I'm sure I'll enjoy it." I lifted the basket, smiling.
"No problem. If you think there's a problem with it, just come tell me."
I chuckled. "Thanks!"
*
I'd just done a few stuff before the doorbell rang again.
I still hadn't taken a bath, but I'd brushed but I hoped I was looking more presentable. I walked up to the door, opening it carefully.
"Hi!" Renée's greeted, jumping, her small hands in Tanner's.
I chuckled, "Hey there, Renée. How are you?"
"Good!" She said, clearly excited.
I smiled, looking up at Tanner. "Hey."
"Hi. Sorry, I had no idea if this was a great time to bring her." He said.

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