She stayed there for a second longer, literally on all fours, holding herself in a position of supplication until the message landed. Then, with a groan of exertion, she pushed herself up to sit on the heels of her shoes, rubbing her palms on her skirt.
Then, the clicking stopped. There was a rustle of fabric, a grunt of effort, and a soft thud. the day my mother made an apology on all fours pc
"I can't get up as fast as I used to," she admitted, offering a watery smile. She stayed there for a second longer, literally