The one week bed rest is nearly at an end. I was taking an afternoon nap when I felt someone caressing my hair. When I open my eyes I see Trot looking at me with sad eyes.
"Hmmm, Troy. What's wrong?" I said sleepily.
"Sorry love did I wake you up?" Troy forced a smile.
"It's okay." I said.
"You're hair is a bit sticky." Troy teased.
I pouted my lips. "Well it's been a while since I last washed my hair."
Troy chuckled. "Come, I'll help you wash your hair." He gave a hearty smile.
He stood up and gently picked me up from the bed. I encircled my arms around his neck.
Troy walked as to our big bathroom. He gently placed me down on a chair.
He walked over to the bath tub and turned on the hot water. I look at his every move. He was very careful with his movements.
'I'm so lucky to be loved by this man.' I thought. My heart squeezed with affection for him.
"The water is ready." Troy said. "I'll help you out of your pajamas."
