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WHEN Marley arrived home from the bus stop just down the street she found that her father had yet to return from the courthouse.
She let out a sigh, she'd been excited to tell him about her little field trip.
It would have to wait. She had guests coming and she needed to get started on a quick lunch, not that it mattered, she was sure they'd be fine with anything, they didn't seem like the type to complain over simple things like that.
So she set to work making the most basic set of sandwiches possible before setting out a few selected fruits from the refrigerator that she knew her father wouldn't miss. Hell, he only ever ate apples.
Checking the clock, she realized it'd only been around forty minutes since she'd left the courthouse, she wondered when the pair would arrive, hopefully soon, she wanted to hear the story. Whether or not she believed it could be determined after she had all the information.
Then she would work from there.
A few more minutes passed and the sound of knocking at the front door became apparent to her, rushing to put the final touches on the lunch she'd prepared she wiped her hands on the dishtowel and quickly began to make her way towards the entrance.
Holding the towel in one hand and grabbing the doorknob with the other she greeted the two adults with a warm smile before moving off to the side to welcome them in. Which took a few moments as Loraine had to somehow get the wheelchair up and over the doorstep.
Following behind Marley as the three navigated through the house, they soon found themselves in the dining room where three places at the table had been set in regards to the company she had invited.
"I made lunch, if you're thirsty there's lemonade and water in the fridge." Loraine smiled back at her for a brief moment before moving to help her husband into the chair in front of him, as soon as he stood he held out a hand to keep his wife at bay claiming that he could do it on his own, that he was fine.
Marley doubted that.
He wouldn't be in a wheelchair if it wasn't something big, and he probably should've been letting her help him, she just wanted to make sure he didn't hurt himself again. She cared.
She held back a smile, she hoped she got to be like that one day, happy and gleefully in love with someone that cared as much about her as the two cared about each other, she could tell they wouldn't be splitting up anytime soon. She could see them spending the last of their years together happy to pass in each other's company.
