I invited him for a dinner, and I think that is the best decision since he will eventually lock himself inside that dark apartment.
Art is a big guy because maybe he is part of the military troops, and his body is really fine and muscular. I can compare it to those pack warriors that I trained years before.
But compared to his body, his self-esteem is very low. He is more of a shy type boy, a quiet type of guy, but he loves children, that is why he pushed hard enough to be a teacher.
Marion once mentioned that Art is a good teacher. He is playful, witty, and more of a father-like type of a guy.
I pulled a chair for him where he can seat there. He thanked me and I started to pour a soup into his bowl.
"Eat well," I said to him.
"Thank you, I hope I am not bothering you. Hey, buddy,"
