Amber
As we stepped out of the shed, Adrian seemed to be in a surprisingly good mood.
“Why did your grandfather get goats, anyway? This place doesn’t seem very suitable for keeping livestock.”
“My grandfather has Alzheimer’s. He does strange things sometimes.”
“I see. That must be hard.”
“Sometimes.”
“Oh crap, I forgot to feed Kaju.”
“Kaju?”
“My cat.”
“Got it. I’ll wait, then.”
“There’s no need. You can go. I might take a while.”
“Don’t start, Amber. Just feed your cat and come back.”
“Okay, you pain in the ass.”
Once we got in the car, the conversation died right there. We didn’t speak at all on the way. When we pulled up to Metro Tower Business Center, he dropped me off.
“I’m going to park the car. I’ll meet you upstairs,” he said.
I almost said see you, but instead, I jus
