"Harriet, why don't you come to our home with us. I am sure you are hungry and need a shower too," the woman offered a polite smile, placing a hand on Natalie's shoulder, and Natalie nodded her head. The woman noticed the little girl staring at her son, and she smiled, "Let me introduce my family to you. I am Samantha, and this is my husband, Heath. Heath Winters. And this is my son Thomas."
"Let us get you to a comfortable position, shall we," he picked her up in his arms and brought her to place her near the headrest while letting her lay flat on the bed. Pushing the pillows away, he raised her hand to place it above her head before tying the long ends of the scarf to one of the bars of the bed. He then put back the pillow so that she wouldn't end up hitting her head on the metal rod later.