Should I ask Mrs. Williams to prepare that dish for you today?
Now she is laughing at herself. "No, I don't eat ham hock, whatever that is, so there is no need for that," the respondent stated.
At one point during the ride, she falls silent, and at first I assume that she is thinking about Mike's accusation again, but then I realize that her hand has begun to relax. She is currently fast asleep. I drive into the garage and park, but before I do so, I turn around briefly to check on her while she is resting. When I brush her hair away from her face, she looks like an angel that has fallen asleep, and I don't understand how that cretin could have caused her any harm by saying such horrible things. She reminds me of an angel.
I lightly touch her cheek with the tips of my fingers. "Mandy, i
