AFTER A FEW DAYS
AT JOHN'S POW:
I know that Eva does not like lying on the bed and doing nothing, but that is all I can do to keep her safe. I smiled as I watched how she started to use her sketchbook again. It was the beginning of her eight-month pregnancy, and I made all my meetings online to be available from my home office. She looks a bit happier seeing me around, but it's still not the same thing.
-What are you doing ?-I asked her.
- I am trying to think of that cafe place design.-Eva said and smiled.
-But you are a chef, not a designer, love.-I said and smiled.
-Chefs must know how to make their made food look pretty, so don't worry.-Eva said and smiled.
-I do not want you to exhaust yourself.-I said and touched her hand.
-I know that you are worried about me, but I am not
