Sunday and Monday.

     All I can clearly remember is that I had come home early from the lounge.  Bro in law slightly incensed.  

"She wants Chinese food.  I don't have the money for it.  Do you?"

     I smiled thinking coldly that he'd bankrupted me.  But I'd a plan in mind.  Told him not to worry about it.

     I had bought a meatloaf mix that morning.  It was a good meal and meant leftovers.  I called my sister and asked if I what she wanted when I came up.

"Chinese food?"  she asked warily

"Oh.  I thought I'd bring up some meatloaf with mashed potatoes."  I said cavalierly.  There was silence.  She loved both my meatloaf and always loved mashed potatoes.

"I can hear the smile.  Guess I'll get cooking.  It's why I came home early and called."

     She thanked me profusely.  Said she felt like she had a small bug again.  Probably better off not having Chinese food.I made the dinner and packed it and went up for a visit.  She loved the stuff and asked if I'd leave the container of potatoes.  She'd get someone to heat them for her later.  A lie.  I knew my sister.  She'd eat them cold.  She loved mashed potatoes.

     Crisis avoided.  I came home and ate my dinner.  Went to bed.  

Monday.

     No call from her.  The usual when she wasn't feeling well.  I cooked dinner.  Brother in law came back a little early.  Said she wasn't feeling to well and told him to leave.

     Called for the usual good night call.  I can't remember if she answered or not.