Theresa followed and saw Joan’s reaction. The initial shock, and then what looked like tentative acceptance. She was proud of her younger sister. It seemed that she might be able to handle what must be difficult for a mother.

“You ok, sis?” Theresa asked.

After a moment of uncomfortable silence Joan admitted, “Yes…yes I am.”

The three of them went to the kitchen to prepare lunch. Theresa and Joan shared the task of preparing the food. Bobby offered to get everyone’s drinks. The ladies sat down to eat and Bobby brought over the drinks. After placing his mother’s and aunt’s beverages down Bobby plopped on his chair and began to drink his apple juice. He, of course was using one of the sippy cups he saw in the cabinet. Joan stared, raised her eyebrows and took a sip of her water.