He carried me from the taxi up to my unit like I weighed nothing. He gently laid me on the bed, and when he was about to move away from me, I pulled him away. “Stay,” I said. I put my head in his arms, and he embraced me and kissed my hair. My stomach grumbled, and he laughed. “I will prepare dinner; do you want something to eat?” he asked. “I want fried chicken, spaghetti, and fruit salad,” I said.
I took a shower and changed into an oversized white cotton shirt and shorts. I blow-dried my hair and went to the kitchen. Pom was waiting for me; she smiled when she saw me. “I brought Pad Thai for you; we will stay at our new apartment,” she said. “Thank you, Pom; send my regards to Pam,” I said and hugged her. “We thank you for your kindness to us; call me if you need anything,” she said
