An hour later Spencer took out the baked macaroni. He found a jar of apple sauce in the refrigerator and took that out, setting it on the table. He hoped the girls could eat, his own stomach growled as the scent from the baking casserole taunted him for several minutes. He set the table for three and poured three waters before checking on his patients.
Sarah sat up in the bedroom playing quietly with her puppy. Spencer thought she looked unsure of what she could or couldn’t do in her new environment.
He bent down to her level and asked in a soft voice, “How are you feeling?”
“Better. I hungy.” She didn’t look up at him.
Spencer smiled. “Do you like macaroni?”
“How about apple sauce?”
“Mmm.” She slowly looked up at him with a shy smile.
“Good. Let’s change your diaper and get ready to eat.” Spencer lifted her to the bed and changed her. “I’m glad you’re feeling a little better.”
“Uh huh. Eat?”
“Sure. Can you take your puppy out to the living room and wait for me?”
She nodded and left the room. Spencer sat on the bed and checked Kate’s forehead. She stirred and opened her eyes. “How are you feeling?”
“Miserable. But I’m hungry. What smells so good?”
Before Spencer could answer, Sarah answered, “Roni ‘n sauce.” Spencer turned to see her standing in the doorway. He stretched out his arm for her to come so she could see Kate. He lifted her up onto his lap. Kate gave her a smile and patted her knee. Kate looked at Spencer with an arched eyebrow. “Interpret, please.”
“That would be baked macaroni and apple sauce.”
“You cooked? For us?”
“It isn’t gourmet. Let me help you up.” Spencer took one arm and helped her to her feet. “Okay?”
“I can take it from here. I won’t be late for dinner.”
Spencer said, “Come on Sarah. Let’s get you to the table and put your bib on.” A minute later he set her into the booster seat, buckled her in and pushed her to the table. “How’s that?”
She nodded, holding up her plate.
“I guess you’re ready, huh?”
Kate came in and said, “Looks good and smells great.” Her voice was nasally and scratchy. She sat on one side of Sarah and took a sip of her water. She laid a stack of tissues on the table beside her plate.
“Feeling better?” Spencer sat down across from Kate with Sarah between them. He tried not to think about this becoming a daily event. For now, he would enjoy it as often as the girls would let him.
“Some. Just tired and weak.”
“Let’s get some food into you and some liquids and that will help.” He cut the macaroni and served them, then passed the apple sauce and peas he heated up. He tried giving Sarah some vegetables, but she said, “No geen ones.”
“You don’t like peas?”
She shook her head. “Just carrots.” It sounded like cawots.
“You should try them. They’re good for you and they taste good.” He placed a small serving on her plate. “How’s that?”
“Good, tank you.”
“Need help with your macaroni?” he asked.
“Pwease.” She pushed her plate to Spencer.
He cut up her serving into bite size chunks and pushed it back. “Here you go. I hope you like it. It’s a very special recipe.”
“Really?” Kate asked.
“I made it up, actually.”
“It tastes great. I’ll have to try it sometime.”
Until next time,