Light from the bathroom invited her to come toward it. She pulled back and walked to the living room. Not yet, she thought. It’s not time yet.
She wandered through the kitchen and dining room looking for more. Then upstairs to the bedrooms. No, all was well there.
Carefully stepping down the stairs she listened but heard nothing. Silently opening the garage door, she saw that the car was gone and the garage door shut.
There was one more place to look. The backyard.
All was clear.
Finally …a shower with no interruptions! A mother’s dream.
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