Wednesdays with Mary

“What do you fancy watching, today, Mary?” Becky gazes over the limited selection of DVDs in the collection, anticipating Mary’s choice before she’s even given it.  Becky knows Mary very well.

“Ah, something with a bit of action, I think,” Mary replies with an almost giddy response, to which Becky nods in agreement – for her.

“Sounds good to me.  How about some classic Bruce Willis?” She pulls out a DVD they’ve watched together nearly every Wednesday afternoon, for the last ten years.

“Oh yes.  Haven’t seen that one for ages.  I forget how it ends.”

“Me too,” Becky smiles, grabs the remote and settles on the sofa next to Mary.

Two seconds later, there’s a knock at the door, that only Becky hears. She knows who it’s going to be.  She starts the film and leaves Mary immediately engrossed in the opening credits, to answer it.

Penny stands smiling on the other side of the door.  “Hey, love.  How are you?  What are you and your mum up to today?”  Penny tries to peek over Becky’s shoulder to see how one of her elderly clients is.

“Oh, you know.  The usual.”  Becky smiles, swallowing back the tears building up within her.  The tears are swallowed every Wednesday.

Penny smiles, and glances at the TV screen blaring out an action film from the eighties, all to offer Becky a moment to take a breath if she needed it. “Oh, I love that film!” Penny says, winking at Becky.  “If you need anything, love, I’m on shift until ten tonight.  And my office is just down the hall.”

“Thank you, Penny.  I – we appreciate it.” She smiles and closes the door.

Sitting back on the sofa, Becky asks her mum, “What did I miss, Mary?”


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