85. A Barrel Of Juice
"Good, you are awake," Mill said as she walked through the door.
Mauve stretched out her hands to Mill, opening and closing her palms. Mill smiled at her and walked even faster. She placed the tray across her legs as Mauve moved to a sitting position.
She was wearing her nightdress again, Jael must have put it back on while she was asleep. She was not surprised when she woke up and he was gone. This was the usual.
Mauve wasted no time in digging into the meal. She ate with gusto, only pausing to take a breath as she ate while Mill stood beside the bed watching her with a smile on her lips.
Mauve drank half the cup of water, she wasn't done eating and was still hungry but at least she no longer felt as if she would die if she didn't eat.
"Thank you, Mill."
"You're welcome."
"How did you know to bring me some food?" She put some in her mouth but chewed slowly this time.