Khaat and Robert and Brian all ate in Khaat's room, and Brian poiked his head into Abbey's room long enough to tell Jack and Emmy that breakfast had arrived. Today Robert allowed Khaat a new freedom. He conjured a stone bench in her large roomy shower and allowed her to go sit and take her time showering by herself. Being able to shower by herself was such a treasured thing, that she decided to just linger under the water after she was done scrubbing herself and washing her hair, just to enjoy the sensation of the water on her skin. It lifted her spirits and made her feel better than she had felt in days.
She noticed, as she was drying off, the new blue silk gown her father had left her in the bathroom on the back of the door. Her mother had clearly replaced the one her father had torn to stop the bleeding on her wrist. She was grateful. Her mind went to Rob and Jen as she dressed. They never understood family. They never had a family who gave a crap, so why should either one of them know how to function in one? She had not known enough about Rob when she married him or his family. All she knew was what her heart had told her, and she had followed it blindly. Like an idiot.
Life at Brian's was so much more than what she had at Hogsmeade. She wasn't alone here. The house was enormous and richly appointed, far beyond what Khaat could afford. And it was beautiful--inside and out. She was beginning to think perhaps she needed to consider Brian's offer to stay here indefinately. LIfe in a village like Hogsmeade would be hard for Abbey, given the circumstances. People in small towns always seemed to like to know more than their rightful share of their neighbors' business. And that was something she and Abbey neither one needed.
"Khaat!" Brian interrupted her thoughts. "You get lost in there or something?"
"No, just enjoying it," she replied.
"Come on out. Let's see how well you walk today."
She obeyed, and found she could walk a bit on her own, but she frequently, reached out and clutched him for support, unsteady.
"Better. Much better, "He smiled. "But you're not ready to go very far on your own. You'll be on your own two feet again in no time now. You want to go outside?"
"Can I?"
"This is your home now too. You can do what you like. If you want to go out, then, fine." He took her outside and settled her on a lounge chair. As glad as she had been to see if she could walk, she was glad to also be able to rest. She spent the morning outside, getting some sun. Brian waqas generous with the sunscreen so she didn't burn. And she liked being outside. He let her eat lunch there. Chicken salad sandwiches from sparks on croissants, with large tossed salads, and strawberry iced tea. She noticed she had not seen her father all morning, since breakfast. Brian told her Robert had gone in to St. Mungos. She didn't like him being torn in so many directions.