"Samantha"

"Aunt Sam?" I heard Enzo call from inside the house.

"Here on the porch, Enzo," I replied, not having the energy to get up and go to him.

He appeared and saw me lying on the chaise, looking at me with a suspicious expression.

"Is everything okay, aunt?"

"Yes, dear, I'm just a little discouraged today."

"Hmm. Do you need anything?" He was very helpful. I thought for a moment and smiled.

"A piece of that chocolate cake in the kitchen with lots of frosting!" I smiled at him, and he smil