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plastic container in my pantry. But, I have a tin in there with
your name on it. The other beside it is for the landscaper…he likes his extra
sticky.”
    “Bless you.” Rena held the last bite of her second
muffin with one hand and picked off the chopped pistachios one at a time, just
to prolong the devouring of the last piece. The sappy glaze clung to her
fingers. “What is this glaze…cinnamon and brown sugar?”
    “All kinds of spices and decadent goodness.” Reaching
over, her grandmother placed her hand on top of Rena’s and squeezed. “Let’s go
in, so you can get some rest. I’m sure you’re tired.”
    Popping the last piece into her mouth, Rena licked the
sweet residue from her fingers and hands like a child who didn’t care. Rising,
she collected the tray with all the items on it, before her grandmother could
get it. She didn’t come here to be waited on hand and foot, something that
would make her feel more like a frail invalid.
    “I feel fine, Grandma.”
    “You probably do, but you should lie down for a moment.
Not overdo it. Besides, it will give me time to make some nice vegetable
chowder for you.”
    Following her grandmother into the house, Rena moved
through the beautifully decorated family room. There was a television mounted
on the wooden wall between two tall movie cases. Before it was a long, plush
couch and a glider rocker with a foot stool. Out of all the furniture, the
glider appeared the most used. Along one wall there was floor-to-ceiling
bookshelves, jam packed with books. That was something she knew about her
grandmother. She loved to read, especially in the winter months when Den County
practically shut down. In the corner in front of the living room window was an
easel, a representation of her grandmother’s second love, painting. A blank
sheet of paper fastened to the top awaited her grandmother next creation.
    In the wall across from the bookshelf was a fireplace
with logs stacked neatly in a metal box beside it.
    Rena had no problem seeing the room filled with
children and adults, opening holiday gifts and curled up before a fire. There
was a jab of guilt in her heart that her grandmother’s life had been so void of
family. Yes, Genma had her friends, but they weren’t family and her family had
abandoned her. Rena made a promise to herself that her relationship with her
grandmother would be different from here on out. There wouldn’t just be letters
and a monthly phone call. She would visit Genma often. Hopefully, she would get
better soon and meet a great guy and fill the remainder of her grandmother’s
life with grandchildren.
    Once they were in the luxurious, fully equipped, modern
kitchen, Rena set the tray on the counter. There wasn’t a single appliance that
she could think of that wasn’t in her grandmother’s kitchen. Rena was
impressed.  “Where do you want me to put the rest of the muffins, Grandma?”
    “Shoo shoo, Red.” Her grandmother flapped her hands up
and down in the direction of the entrance that would lead back into the living
room. “I can take care of that. Come on, let me show you to your room.”
    “Okay.” Rena laughed at her grandmother’s persistence
as she followed her back into the main room of the house. She couldn’t be mad
at Genma because she had come here not only to watch out for her grandmother’s
house, but also to rest. It was just hard to think about lying down when she
was beginning to feel so much better.
    “As a refresher to the layout of the house, this is my
room.” Her grandmother pointed to the first door they passed down a long
hallway from the kitchen.
    Rena peeped inside and saw the orange and navy blue
comforter and decoration in the room. A queen-size bed with a wooden headboard
was clearly seen.
    The next rooms indicated were across the hall from the
master bedroom. They were dual doors that her grandmother told her had a Jack
and Jill bathroom between them, a painting of a blue jay on the wall above