As I wonder around my old apartment, a small dog jumped to me. Then I heard Caspian calling for it, "Caius! Caius!," he said as he ran after that nimble animal.
"What are you doing here?" I asked Caspian.
"Why ask, of course taking care of Caius. I already set the table. Go first and I'll follow after I caught that naughty kid." His mannerisms and tone are different from the formal Caspian. There's some in hint of glee in his voice. It's casual and it makes me think that we're in a joyous relationship. On top of that, his clothes too are changed. A blue shirt paired with khaki pants replaced his three-piece suit.
I pondered deeply what's going on. Did I missed something? But Caius suddenly hugged my leg. "Mama!" he shouted asif catching the next it of their game of tag.
"Mama are you
