Beth
I dragged the contractor's trash bag out to the garbage cans by the road. It had taken me half the day to not only clean up the mess I had made when I fell through the ceiling, but to also dust and vacuum the room. I had stripped the bed and now had the sheets and blankets in the washer.
I trudged back into the house and kicked off my boots. I quickly checked on Lucy and Nana before I trudged upstairs to the bathroom, and peeled off my clothes for a shower.
The full-length mirror on the back of the door was my nemesis. When I had more energy, I sometimes hung a towel over it, so I wouldn’t have to see my own naked body every time I needed a bath.
Nobody wanted to look at that, not even me.
Raphael was the only person who had ever thought I was pretty. I don’t know why he ever fou
