The snow has thickened over the past few days since Madame Oliver banged on the door. In that time, Rose barely left the house except to get water, and she returned home as soon as she was done.
Her mother seemed to be doing better, but it was hard to say she was truly recovering. She was still bedridden and required a lot of help to do anything.
Rose knew exactly how hard it must have been on her father. As her mother's primary caregiver, having that job passed on to him as well as providing for the house most definitely had its effects.
Her mother wasn't exactly healthy, but her father certainly said she was getting her spirit back and Rose thought so too. She was as mouthy as ever, according to him.
Her father seemed unsure whether it was because of Rose's presence or Lord Paul's remedy. He refused to believe it was the latter, and Rose didn't argue with him on that.
