Natalie,
I cut into my bacon and eggs as my father was reading the news while he drank his coffee. This was our routine since forever whenever he had some free time.
But after joining college we don’t do it that much but on days like this one today, we enjoyed a light breakfast together.
“I have noticed that you have a new friend now. He comes to take you to school sometimes. Who is he?”
My father asked absently as he clicked something on his tablet and then focused on what he was seeing after.
I swallowed the piece of toast that I was chowing, then grinned at him. He must mean Petrus. He has been doing this a lot recently.
After my first shock at seeing him in my school, things went pretty well, actually. He attended all my classes; we eat together, then he would kiss me goodbye at
