Her Wit’s End
The next few months were overwhelming as Andrea tried to balance working, being a mom, helping her dad move out, and situating her house so that he could move in. Though she had thought this was the right way to help her dad, she had never imagined it would be so difficult. One night, just when Andrea didn’t think she could handle it anymore, she heard a bang and crash from somewhere upstairs. She threw down the coffee she was drinking and ran up the stairs. Before she could even get halfway, she stopped dead in her tracks, gasping at what she saw in front of her.