“What are you doing tomorrow evening?” Tyler asked as they both got down from his car in front of Tulip’s house.
“It’s Friday, right?” she asked, and Tyler nodded. “Then I’m free. I would be done with my work by tomorrow morning,” she said as they entered the hall.
“Good evening, dada,” Tulip’s greeting was followed by Tyler’s greeting. The old man was sitting on the l shaped couch with few files in opened in front of him. Tyler had seen him earlier to with files like this but he never asked what those files were about. Heck, he didn’t even ask what dada actually does because sure as hell Tulip didn’t work, so how they managed their expenses. But it felt too personal and offensive to ask it directly, so Tyler kept quiet regarding it.
Dada smiled as he looked first at Tulip and then a
