"AS THE WIND BLOWS"
© Copyright 2009 by Kathy Priebe
Part 10

(Continued)

Mira stopped at the bank and confirmed her nightmare. She might be able to keep her mom at a cheap hotel for a while, but she would have to find a place for herself. She sat in her car and thought for a minute: what about that stone shed on her property. There was electric to it. She didn't need much, just a starting point. She could do this. Now all she had to do, was get it past her mother. Somehow, she didn't think her mom would feel the same way.

***

"Hey Mom?" Mira pushed open the door to the room her and her mother were sharing. "I got an idea, you can stay at…,"

"My place." Brad walked up to Mira and took her hands in his, "You can stay at my place. I have four big bedrooms sitting empty, there's plenty of room. Please, it's the lease I can do until we figure out what's going on with your policy."

Her first inclination was to decline, but she had her mother to think about. "Mom?"

"I think it's a grand idea." Her mother was grinning like the cat that ate the canary.

Good old match-making mom. "Okay."

"Great, it's settled then." He walked over to the door. "You get your stuff together, and I'll pull the car around."

"Wait. You just can't expect us to move now? There're things that have to be taken care of first; like contacting the medical supply company to set something up at your house for my mom. We have to have that done before we even get there. She needs that oxygen."

"Everything is already set up."

"Pretty sure of yourself, ah?"

"No. I had the equipment from when my dad was ill. We brought it outright, and I have never found the time to sell it." Brad spoke quietly, as if the memories were still close to the surface.

"I'm sorry."

He waved off her apology. "It's been about a year." He smiled, "I'm glad now, I didn't get rid of the equipment."

Mira smiled at him, "Me too."

Daffodil cleared her throat, "I hate to break you two up, but check out time is approaching fast, so my child, unless you want to be charged for another day, we'd better get a move on."

***

Daffodil knew her time was short. She inwardly winched as a small pain knifed through her chest. She wasn't going to tell her daughter. Mira had enough to worry about right now. She smiled at the thought of the envelope containing the insurance information in her purse. She thought they made a good couple. Her daughter has spent so much time taking care of her, that she never went out and had fun herself. She wanted to know that her daughter would be taken care off when she was gone, and Brad fitted the bill nicely.

***

"Well, you ladies ready?" Brad walked over and took hold of Daffordil's luggage and the oxygen concentrator leaving Mira to get her own things. The medical supplier would pick up the concentrator at the main desk.

Daffodil hugged her purse to her and Mira took one last look around the room. "We're good to go." Mira bit her lip in apprehension. Was this the right decision?

"Are you okay?"

"Just so you know, I don't normally move in with unknown men." Mira watched Brad smile.

"Just so You know, I don't normally ask unknown women to move in with me."

Daffodil just smiled.