LEONARDO
Once I had shown Medi around the house, it was lunchtime. We were a little later than I would usually be, but, for once, I did not mind. I retrieved two plates and served some of the waiting pasta on each of them. After grabbing cutlery, I directed Medi to a free table. Others were unlikely to sit with us unless the other tables were filled.
I placed the plates and pulled out Medi's chair for her. Her face flushed red, and she looked away as she sat down. As I pushed in her chair, I decided that I would have to fix that. She should be taking it for granted that people should go out of their way for her. It should be a given, not a rarity to be embarrassed over.
"Thank you," Medi quietly expressed her gratitude, putting her fork into her pasta. I did not doubt that she was tryin
