"Hey," Amy greeted Oscar who was watching a football match on the couch as she headed upstairs.
"Don't you think it's too late to come back home?" Oscar asked stopping her.
"I had a long day at work today, have you had something to eat?" She changed the topic.
"Yes, I had dinner," he answered.
"I'll just freshen up then have my dinner," she told him and continued walking.
"I want us to talk," he suggested behind her, and though she heard what he said, she ignored him and went to the guest room.
She knew he was coming but not this soon. She thanked God for transferring all her important things to the guest room yesterday.
She loves privacy and the Oscar she knew like the palm of her hand, won't guarantee that.
She took a warm shower, put on something simple, and went to meet Rita.
