With a cookie in one hand and warm milk in the other, Talia was sitting in the dining table in the middle of the night. She couldn't sleep.
She was contemplating about her future plans. As she thought about her past, she felt a bit ashamed of herself.
In the past few days she lived here, she saw how Rebecca's mother prepared meals for one of their neighbours who fell sick until she recovered. And today, her mother prepared twelve batch of cookies to distribute to the kids in the town, for no reason.
And Rebecca brought Talia with her to the local nursing home that day. And the way she interacted with those old people... It was so amazing. The patience she had and the care she showed those people... Many of them had alzheimer and some were unable to move freely. And yet Rebecca knew how to interact with them and her presence made those people delighted.
