Chapter 47

• Fran was not expecting anyone to be in the room when she returned from the bathroom after a long, hot soothing bath that once again eased the ache in her bones and the tension in her muscles, but when she returned to the room with a large towel wrapped around her body, Rosie was there picking up Fran’s discarded nightshirt from where she had folded it at the foot of the bed.
• For a minute, neither woman said anything. Rosie had not expected Fran to come out of the bathroom yet and Fran was just as surprised to see the older woman. It was Rosie who looked away first.
• Fiddling with the folded shirt in her hands, she opened her mouth as if to say something and then shut it when she could not find the words to say.