Sally’s Speckle and carried the biscuit in a pan on front. Shut your eyes and you can see them come that way, David, while I sit here with you, talking and feeling that happy. Don’t try to use your right hand that way; I can see it hurts you. Let me go on feeding you like I am. Don’t I do it right?”

“Perfectly, but I want you to bring that cushion over here and put it under my pillow so you won’t have to lift my head. That’s right. Now I want to see you eat. You can’t feed me and yourself at the same time. You won’t? Then we’ll take it turn about.”

“How have you managed these days? Did Aunt Sally feed you? Oh, I don’t believe you ate anything. You couldn’t, could you?”