She carried the weight he put on her easily, living alone she did hard labor on a daily basis, whether it was chopping wood, or having to try to haul a injured animal onto her l-cart. She did not let the animals around her go untended when they were hurt. “That wasn’t a very nice joke; your friends do not sound like they are very nice people.”<br/><br/>As they reached the porch she opened the door, although the outside looked rather old, the inside was decorated nicely, there was a watercolor above the mantel of a deer drinking at the pond he saw outside. There were lacy curtains a chair and small sofa in the living room, the kitchen that adjoined had a small table with some flowers in a vase set in the middle. The place was spotless, she took pride in her house and kept it neat as a pin.<br/><br/>She helps him move over to the kitchen chair, bringing the other around for him to set his foot on. She walks back into the living room taking a pillow to prop his foot on, she went over to what looked like the pantry, and grabbed her small medical bag. She went and got a small bowl of water and towel, working very fast and efficiently. “Now lets take a look at that injured foot”<br/>