Sarah had begun to sound like her old self,Macon thought.There was a friendly,smiley sound to her voice.He leaned back against the pillows on his bed.
‘But does Rose think Porter can’t open a tin of soup for his children?’he said.
‘She says Porter and Charles aren’t eating right themselves.And there’s a crack in the house wall she wants to get fixed.’
‘What kind of crack?’Macon asked.
“Some little crack in the stone;I don’t know.Water gets in,apparently.And Rose says Porter and Charles were planning to fix it,but they couldn’t agree on the best way to do it.’
Macon kicked his shoes off and put his feet up on the bed.
‘So is Julian living alone now, or what?’
‘Yes,but Rose brings him hot dinners,’Sarah said.Then she said,’So,is it all right about my using the house,Macon?’