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shush her.
    Katherine considered telling Andrea about the anxiety that had plagued her the night before but decided against it. She was hoping it was just some weird reaction to the hasty return to her old surroundings.
    It was easier to walk on the road than to navigate areas where the sidewalk had not been shoveled. “I can’t get over the height of the snowbanks this year. It’s been a long time since I remember them being so enormous,” Kat remarked.
    “No question, this has been a winter like the ones when we were kids,” Andrea agreed.
    Katherine grabbed a handful of snow as they walked and tossed it in the air. “I have to admit, I missed this a bit in France.”
    “You love it because it’s been so frigid that nothing has melted. It’s still pristine and white. Remind yourself how messy it normally is and you might not miss it so much! Besides . . . was that a complaint about the French Riviera? Seriously?”
    Kat smiled. “Why would I ever complain about anything in the South of France? Even the bad days are good!”

CHAPTER THREE
    They were back at the hospital by 10:00 a.m., with a drive-through detour on the way for Katherine’s café mocha.
    “It didn’t take long for you to slip back into that habit,” Terrence teased.
    “Hey! It’s my first morning in town,” she replied. “Give me a break!”
    The first person they saw as they exited the elevator was Father DeCarlo, talking to a nurse in the hallway. He was formally dressed, his white priest’s collar contrasting with the black suit.
    He quickly excused himself to greet them, at first shaking Kat’s hand and then giving her a reserved hug. “It’s so good of you to come. I know how much it will mean to Molly. There are some important documents to sign. If you like, I’ll go with you when the office is ready.”
    “Thank you, Father. It’s nice to see you, and we all appreciate your assistance. I know it’s because of your influence that Molly had pulled together the documents in the first place!”
    There seemed to be no change with Molly, but the attending nurse assured them she was improving slowly. They spent the morning taking turns at her bedside. Today, Katherine’s emotions were more controlled.
    One new addition to Molly’s treatment was a set of earbuds attached to an iPod. Music was thought to be helpful to patients in her condition, the nurse told them. The fact that music was such a large part of Molly’s life, through her teaching at schools and her jazz singing at the Blue Note, made the idea even more appropriate.
    Kat checked the playlist; she knew this was Molly’s kind of music, and she wondered who had chosen the tunes. A nurse told her Father DeCarlo had brought in the music, after talking with the doctor about it.
    Shortly before noon, the priest returned to say he had received a phone call to bring Katherine to the business office.
    “Andrea, why don’t you come along too?” he asked. “Then you will also know precisely what Katherine has signed. It never hurts to have another set of eyes and ears.”
    The documentation was straightforward, with Kat signing as power of attorney, since Molly was incapacitated. She initialed Molly’s living will to confirm her signature.
    Fishing in her pocket for a tissue, Kat wiped her eyes. “Sorry. I hadn’t expected to be so emotional about this. But I also feel good knowing that whatever is being done is what she wants.”
    Andrea nodded. “Molly influenced us to do this too. It was interesting how relieved we felt once we had gone through the process. Plus, our kids were most appreciative. They said they were glad we had made the difficult decisions for them.”
    “I better get my act together too. If I sign the papers in Canada, I wonder if that will apply in France. There’s a lot to look into.”
    “Have you and Philippe checked into what sort of documentation you’ll need to move permanently to France?” Terrence inquired as they made their way to