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Francine rogers check herself out the hospital an hour after her son left she didn't see a reason for him to ask the doctors to keep her there she think her son was over protective, she wasn't in a state to be treated like retarded person her legs weren't amputated so why must a person sit still when god gave them legs to move around on even people with out legs want to move around "oh child of mine"Francine said shaking her head she knew how angry he was going to be but didn't have a care in the world now what her son was going to say later, it was an hour drive home from the hospital to where she live in down town Manhattan  using the highway and since her son was in office Francine kindly ask the driver to take the near road they has just past her son work place when a slim figure that of a woman step off the curve almost sending the cab driver in to a near by pole,
"I'm sorry " Nathalie said when the driver came out
"Are you OK mam?" Judging from her approach she's new in town
" I'm trying to get a cab"
"Any idea where you want to go mam?"
"No!" Nathalie shyly  answer
"Why don't you get in the car " Francine told her after rolling down the back window,
As if she was thinking about it Francine told her
"Don't worry darling I live in this city for over fifty years everyone knows me" she finish with a smile a smile warm enough to let Nathalie loose all dough and climb in the cab.
" its actually my first time here, I don't know my way around I'm looking a place to rent. She was telling the driver but Francine take it up on herself to address the matter
" I'll happily rent you a place to stay its comfortable spacious and private "
Nathalie like private she didn't get enough at home although it was just herself and her mother but living with Mavis Turner was like living With ten people in a small house you're always likely to bump in to someone seeking that such as  a little privacy has nothing wrong with it. 
Francine live in a big house huge amount of space she lived by herself not even a cat in her house just her, she sees Nathalie like a kind and caring young woman
" you're not running away are you?" Francine ask once Nathalie was fully inside she was looking a round the nicely decorated house with colourful painting no drapes hang and the windows tightly close as if they haven't open in decades, the house was staring to smell dusty as if could use some cleaning, she couldn't hear quite what the older lady has said
"What was that mam?" Nathalie ask
"Make yourself at home " Francine said instead of repeating herself "I'm on the up stairs if you need anything, the kitchen is on your right left to the dinning room any item  you care to use  do so the washroom is down the passage also a door leading out back the bedrooms are to the left three for you to chose from the close door is the store room anything in the room you don't want to keep put it in there" Francine take the stairs dragging the not so well leg, "ah yes behind the wicker door you can find things you need if you need, Towels, sheets, curtains cushions and sofa coverings anything you need she walk away again stopping further up look down at her  "the swimming pool is to the back, I don't swim feel free to use it " she said to Nathalie  before walking away Nathalie put her things  in the bedroom facing the living room she did one thing before she settle down down change in her swim wear and went for a swim thank god the pool was kept nice and clean big enough for her to swim around the jacuzzi was right next to the pool the water was inviting but she didn't get the go ahead so she leave it went back to her room put on something more comfortable  open the windows then start to unpack. Nathalie check out the kitchen it was tidy but dusty it seems it haven't been use in a while, she bend to remove the broken chair from  the floor found a crash can out back and put them in, food was in the kitchen lots of food, but the  milk was  expired   the orange juice cradle  along with some spoil vegetable but  everything else was good she throw those out and dust the kitchen rinse the things before starting to cook.
Francine could smell the sweet aroma of chicken been baked Nathalie was busy in the kitchen cooking,  the air from the open window brew all the smell to her upstairs bedroom
"I can't tell the day last my kitchen give out such a sent "
Francine said smiling at Nathalie from the kitchen doorway
If Nathalie didn't knew anything she knew about cooking and house work very good at both of them but designing was something she was best at she could make a size plus look marvelous so fashion was where she puts her all.

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