Joice didn't get home until late at night. Her mind was spinning. Even more so with the thought of the unwanted visitor. She was glad Derek was home and sharing what had happened and doing something about it.
That worried Joice, not the insignificant man. But the way he was getting close to Melina and could say absurd things to her and hurt the baby.
She entered the house. Joice heard a low melody coming from the kitchen. For a moment, he hesitated.
His eyes roamed over the back of the girl, who held a book in one hand and a spoon in the other.
Her blonde hair was tied up and her feet were flat on the cold floor, wearing only dark socks. She was wearing long pants and a T-shirt.
There was ambient music playing.
Joice wondered about something he didn't know. He didn't know what kind
