Chapter 44

When David and I were in our room changing, I said, “What do you want to bet that she’ll have a quilting bee going with some of those church women in less than a month?”

“Sorry, I won’t take that bet—I think you’re right.”

David and I both had to work Monday, and we arrived home at very nearly the same time. There were two laundry baskets of folded clothes outside the doorway of our bedroom. We showered, changed, and went in search of Grandma and found her. She was sitting on the front porch, knitting.

“Grandma,” I said, “what’s with the laundry baskets outside our door?”

“I did the laundry,” she said, “but I didn’t know which items belonged to which one of you.”

“Grandma! We didn’t invite you here because we wanted a maid. You didn’t have to do that.”

“Nobody has to do anything. I saw that overflowing hamper of dirty clothes when I cleaned your bathroom, and I washed them.”