Marlee And Whitlee Want To Help B

Grandma B was so tickled with herself. She had the greatest idea to help Grandma Lu. She loved helping her friends. She especially wanted to help Grandma Lu because she was caring for a lady out in the country and couldn't do this herself. "I just know that Jo Ann is wrong. Grandma Lu will just love what I have in mind for her photo album. She needs at least two new ones. I will organize them so that all she has to do is just look at the outside of the album and see the date or maybe I will number them. I don't know exactly what or how I will do it yet, but I can just hear her now. Thanking me and wishing that she had done it herself. I don't know how in the world she finds anything. She needs organization."

Grandma B picked up three brand new photo albums and took them back to Marleewood. Marlee was outside on the swing having such a good time. "Where's your mama and daddy, Marlee?"
"Oh daddy is over there with Whitlee. Mom's still at work."

Grandma B waved and said, "I'm going inside to start work on Grandma Lu's photo albums you guys want to come in and help? I think she is just going to love this. This will be a gift of love. Marlee said, "Yay, we love to help you. Come on Whit, let's go see what Grandma B is going to do."

Marleewood has lots of rooms. Each one is completely different. Marleewood has two kitchens, a community room, a sitting room where Grandma Lu tells stories and a beauty shop. It has a daycare room for moms and dads to leave their children when the little store is open. The little store hasn't been open since they made it into a photography studio. That little room had costumes for Halloween, Christmas things that sold like hot cakes and now an empty photography studio. It also has a Quiet Room that is fairly new, but is used quite a lot especially by Grandma Lu with her photo album.
The girls followed Grandma B into the Quiet Room. They had found a basket of snacks which had accidently got knocked off the shelf. Suddenly the Quiet Room wasn't so quiet anymore.

Grandma B said, "You girls! What are you doing? You are supposed to be helping me get these photo albums ready for Grandma Lu. Put that stuff away and come help me."
Grandma B got the albums out on the little table and started taking all of the pictures out of the precious album of Grandma Lu's. Suddenly she said, "What in the world are you doing now? Whitlee's car does not belong in the Quiet Room. Auggie! Come get these girls!"

"Look, Grandma, I picked you some pretty flowers. I found them over by Grandma Lu's chair in the Sitting Room. Aren't they pretty? Whitlee may have spilled some ice cream on some of Grandma Lu's pictures. I'm not sure though. I do know she spilled some on her quilt on the rocking chair. I taught her how to say sorry. She's sorry, Grandma B. Grandma Lu won't care even if she did 'cause she loves us."

Grandma B heard her phone's ringtone. It was Grandma Lu's! Oh no...