“Come in.” Ramon answered to the knocks. Ronald opened the door, entered the room, adn shur the door. “What’s the matter?” He asked, facing Ramon’s back “Am I going too lenient on her?” Ramon asked. “Why are you asking me? I am just a simple guard.” Ramon turned from his father’s photo and stared at Ronald. “I am serious.” He said. Heaving a sigh, Ronald walked closer to him. “Look, you are not this patient with… well, with anything or anyone. But she IS a girl. And that too, very young.” Listening to Ronald, Ramon nodded his head. “And you haven’t worked with a girl since ages. Heck, you ahven’t even spoken to one except our girl workers, who are very less in amount, might I add.” ROnald striaghtened his suit and took his sunglasses off. Staring at it, he muttered, “I don’t know why you m
