Helen wanted to make something fresh for Matthew. This was the third hospital visit. At least this time it wasn't something serious. Like an accident or intoxication. It was a panic attack and dehydration. Why hadn't he been drinking water? Anyway he wanted cereal and she would give it to him. She wouldn't let the hospital feed her son.
He wanted cereal and he would get the cereal. The sweet chocolate type that he wanted. And then for lunch, maybe some rice. It had been a while since they had that. Rice it was. She just put it on the fire and that was when she heard a sound at the door.