One evening Tyler came home from work with a decided limp, and I asked him what was wrong."Just a slight muscle pull in my left thigh, I think," he responded casually, pretending everything was just fine. Don of course was his usual compassionate self and said, "Suck it up, you big baby."I was irate with my husband, but somehow managed to keep my frustrations inside without lashing out. After years of marriage, I guess I probably expected a comment of that nature from him. My mind quickly went back to my son. Given all the attention Tyler had lavished upon me, I knew I wanted to return the favor. Just as soon as I had finished cleaning up after dinner, I went to the bathroom and poured a hot bubble bath, then demanded he take a hot soak. I let him soak for a few minutes, and then stood nervously at the bathroom door and knocked softly. "May I come in?" Sure Mom," he responded, and I slowly entered the steamy little room. Tyler was completely covered in suds, so I couldn't see. She watched them walk away, smiling and exchanging a kiss every now and then.Would she be next?With that sad thought Helen wanted to run after Rebecca and warn her; but what good would that do. This was her problem, not Rebecca’s.The sun broke through a gap in the building opposite her but with little warmth left in it to combat the cold evening air. Helen finished the coffee and walked across the road. Pushing the door to the studio open, she sneaked inside, switched on the single bank of lights just behind the door and stood in silence. A faint whiff of sweat filled her nostrils.She looked around the room, remembering. Every now and then her heels would announce their arrival on the wooden floor with a sudden clip followed by a clop. Her steps were slow and deliberate as she walked across the wooden floor.Helen remembered the good times, the fun and laughter that they had experienced, right there in that room. She remembered the time when Robert took her to one side and pointed to.
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