BLOOD CRESCENT
THIRD PERSON
Helen had just finished arranging a few flowers by the sitting room window when her phone began to ring.
She glanced toward the coffee table where she had left it moments earlier.
The moment she saw the caller's name, a warm smile spread across her face.
"Irene."
Without wasting another second, she picked up the phone and answered.
"Hello, sweetheart," Helen said.
"Hi, Mom. I hope I didn't catch you at a bad time," Irene replied warmly.
Helen smiled as she slowly settled onto the sofa.
"You could never call at a bad time. I'm always happy to hear your voice," Helen said.
"Good. I was hoping you'd say that," Irene said with a soft laugh.
Helen leaned comfortably against the backrest.
"How have you been?" Helen asked.
"I've been alright. Busy as alwa
