It was getting easier and easier for Rose to go down into the basement. Her childhood fear was just that, a fear. Fear of the unknown, that she has possibly grown out of. Rose picked up the flower pots from the floor and carried them upstairs. She pushed open the screen door and carried them to the barn. She walked inside the barn and set the pots down on the potting table.
Rose hadn’t been inside the barn since she was a little girl. She looked around and saw Grandma’s old rototiller, some shovels, a wheel barrel, and a rake. Hanging on the one wall she saw a horse saddle. Hmm, I didn’t know that grandma had a horse, she thought. She walked out of the barn, closed the door, and took her time going back into the house. It was a beautiful sunny day and it was so quiet out there. She looked toward the cornfield next to her property and saw that orange cat.
“Here kitty kitty,” Rose called out.
The cat didn’t pay any attention to her and entered the cornfield. Rose walked back to the house and went inside. Just as she entered the kitchen, Josh showed up.
“I moved that table into the entryway and put the phone table and chair in the attic like you said,” Josh said.
“Thank you so much for your help Josh, let me write you a check,” Rose walked into the living room.
Josh followed her in there and waited. She wrote him a check for $220.00 for all his work and handed it to him.
“Oh thank you Rose, but this is too much,” Josh held the check out.
“Not at all, you take it, you deserve it,” Rose said and smiled.
“Well, if there is anything else that you need just let me know,” Josh walked to the front door.
“I will, and thank you again,” Rose followed as he walked out onto the porch and down the steps.
She closed the front door and made her way back to the basement. Down the stairs, she walked, and over to the dryer. She took out the dry towels that were in there and draped them over her one arm. Rose closed the dryer door and noticed something on the floor where the potting table was. The floor of this basement was never completely cemented so there was dirt floor here and there.
She walked over to the spot where the potting table was and kicked some of the dirt. Rose bent down to pick up what she saw and it was a metal watchband. Hmm, that’s a strange thing to find, she thought. She set it on a nearby box and went upstairs with her towels. She closed the basement door behind her and walked through the kitchen to the hallway. She went into the downstairs bathroom and hung up the clean towels.
Then she carried the other towels with her upstairs to hang them up in her bathroom. Rose was ready for another cup of coffee so she went back downstairs to the kitchen. The coffee pot had just turned itself off so the coffee was still hot. She carefully poured herself a cup, took out her creamer from the refrigerator, and added that. She then grabbed her Sweet N Low packet and her cup and carried them into the living room.
She sat down on the sofa and added her Sweet N Low and stirred her coffee. Rose enjoyed her cup of coffee and the view out her front windows. She saw a couple of butterflies fluttering around the flower beds, which made her smile.
“What a beautiful day,” Rose sipped her coffee.
In a little while, Rose decided that she would cut up some carrots and celery for her and Lisa to snack on later. And maybe some cauliflower. Make it kind of a veggie tray for the two of them. Lisa did say that it was only going to be her and not the kids, so Rose was happy about that.
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