I know I can get up now,
but I need another few moments before I can summon the strength.
Anthea and Sara are both standing beside me,
peering at my bottom and checking out the effects of their handiwork.
I ease myself upright and take a couple of deep breaths.
“Okay?” I ask.
Anthea gives me a gentle pat on my bottom and they both walk away,
I walk across to where Anthea is putting the slipper back in the drawer,
go past her, and over to the kettle.
I organize the mugs and when I turn round,
Sara and Anthea are both standing there offering their hands.
I grasp their palms in turn and give each a good shake.