I was glad to hear that Mark was hungry, so I decided to cook a full English breakfast. I poured some fresh orange juice into a glass with the now customary straws and put a large plateful of fried food on the table between us. We used the same feeding routine as the previous evening, and although eating took longer than if Mark could have fed himself, we did okay.
We had a fair bit to do that morning, so I got ourselves ready to go out. Mark said he’d better use the toilet again before we left, so we trooped upstairs to take care of it. I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of handling his equipment.
After that task was accomplished I made Mark sit on the closed toilet lid while I brushed his hair. Mark’s black hair was fine, soft, and naturally curly. I took a little longer than was stri
