I didn't dare to drive when I was so dizzy. I put on the mask, left the hospital, and hailed a taxi.
The driver asked, "Where to, missy?"
"Take me to..."
I was about to tell him to take me to my neighbourhood and when my stomach started growling.
I paused and rubbed it.
I hadn't even taken a bite since this morning. Perhaps it'd be better to get something to eat.
I was living alone, and there was nobody to take care of me. I'd have to cook myself something to eat if I were to go home.
The driver started to lose patience. "Out with it, missy. Where to?"
"Take me to Silver Palace," I said after making up my mind.
There was a street littered with food stalls there.
I paid the fare when we arrived and started to scavenge for food.
I had to admit that there were plenty of choices, su
