Chapter 1973

"Let her come. I was worried she wouldn't," Jenson said. "With her terrible fighting skills, your mom could easily handle a whole bunch of her." "Jenson, how dare you make fun of my mom!" Germaine exclaimed. The room fell silent. … It had been over two weeks since Abigail had been on bed rest, and while Helen's cooking was top-notch, Abigail had grown tired of the daily nourishing soup. "Hels, please! Can we skip the soup tomorrow? I've gained five pounds in two weeks! My waist is practically gone!" Helen casually brought a spoonful of soup to her mouth. "No way. If your waist disappears, so be it! It takes a hundred days to fully recover from injuries like yours. You're far from done!" Abigail looked ready to cry. Her eyes darted around as a new idea popped into her head. "Fine, no skipping the soup. But can I at least go out tomorrow? After lying around for two weeks, my limbs are wasting away. If I don't go out soon, cobwebs will grow on me." Helen pursed her lips. "Don't t