*Ada*
I was surprised when Calvin insisted that Mrs. Audrey take Katya tonight. He made dinner- soup again and gave me the terrible tea. He drank it with me, though, just as he promised.
“Come on,” he tells me, offering me his hand. “You need to do your stretches. I can feel how sore you are.”
I nod. “I think it’s from sleeping in the chair with Katya.”
“Why didn’t you get me?”
I shrug. “I’m just tired of feeling useless.” That word again. The word that will forever be carved in my mind. I am, though. I can’t do anything myself.
Calvin stops, a serious look on his face as he turns to me. He gently takes my face in his hands. “You are not useless, Ada. You are everything to me. You need help right now while you heal, but I need you to heal. I want to spend as many years
