Chapter 7
by 
FatGrime
What does Mary do the next morning?
She goes downstairs
Mary slowly opens her eyes and looks at the time on her phone. Shit! She had to wake up earlier! Rushing she grabs some clothes and gets dressed, so she can go downstairs to wake up Mrs. Miller. But, surprisingly, she's already up. She looks at her with a relieved smile.
-Good morning, Mrs. Miller. Sorry I didn't help you this morning, something went wrong with my alarm and...-
"Don't worry sweetie pie! I wanted to thank you and got something for you."
She show her a huge chocolate cake.
"You know, here the milk man also brings all kinds of sweets, and I ordered this cake a few days ago for you. I know I'm on a diet with you, so I won't eat a thing of that delicious tasty chocolate."
She salivates.
"Also I called a plummer for the thing on your bathroom, don't worry honey buns!"
-Thank you... Sorry I didn't told you, I forgot.-
Mary sits in front of Mrs. Miller who, apparently, had already eaten breakfast. The nurse takes her glass of milk and gulps it down. It was sweet, very very sweet, but Mary didn't gave it more importance. She takes the cake and smiles at her.
-I'll save it for later.- She smells it and a foul smell goes through her nose. What was that? The cake was bad?
"So where do you want to go now, sweetie pie? We can go to the grocery, or maybe we can go to see the town, or if you want we can do that later and watch the TV on the living room."
Where do you go?
