Luther and Mona look at each other and smile. It had taken every willpower for them to stop holding each other. Luther wanted them to sit together, but Mona reluctantly told him to sit opposite her. She was just happy; being with him was joyful. Luther was impressed by Mona's intelligence. They had started discussing the distribution and storage, she looked a little worried when they started.
“Is there a problem?” Luther asks as he’s fearful he had said something wrong. She looks down,
“Is it something to do with your marriage?” Luther asks. Mona looks at him, she couldn’t see his eyes
“Those damn glasses” she says out. Luther looks at her in shock.
“What are you talking about?” Luther asks.
“Your glasses, they are in the way of truly seeing your eyes” Mona says. She sees fear fla
