[Usually, Herta would be here to pull the pillows up for her, but Andrew has recently gotten better at doing things for herself. Bathing, dressing, fluffing her bedding. She gets into a more comfortable position and props up the best she can.]
You as well. [The cup sits at her knees, but she doesn't sip right away, running the edge of her finger around the lip of the cup.
Her father would do the same thing, she realizes.] What is it brewed with? [Other than ginger.]
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[Usually, Herta would be here to pull the pillows up for her, but Andrew has recently gotten better at doing things for herself. Bathing, dressing, fluffing her bedding. She gets into a more comfortable position and props up the best she can.]
You as well. [The cup sits at her knees, but she doesn't sip right away, running the edge of her finger around the lip of the cup.
Her father would do the same thing, she realizes.] What is it brewed with? [Other than ginger.]