"What are you doing, child?"
Peri looked up, startled by the familiar voice.
"Mama? Why did you get up? Do you need something?" she asked quickly, hurrying over. She helped her mother sit down on the bed before Beatrice could answer.
Beatrice gave a soft, helpless smile. "Oh, I'm feeling better now. The medic said it's fine for me to walk around a little."
Peri frowned lightly. "Still, you should tell me first if you want to move around."
Beatrice's smile grew warmer as she looked at her daughter. "Look at you—so grown up now, taking care of your old mother."
Peri gave a wry smile. "Old, huh? If we go out together, people would still think you're my big sister."
Beatrice chuckled and reached out her hand.
Peri took it, and with a gentle tug, Beatrice pulled her to sit beside her on the bed.
Once she was seated, Beatrice asked, "Did you have breakfast?"
