“Oh, I’m sorry.”
“No, it’s nothing. Can I keep you company?” He twitched a small smile.
“Okay.”
“I thought you might be hungry and want a late-night snack, so I brought this.” He gave me a pack of glucose tablets.
I looked at him; he was trying to regain my trust, and strangely, I felt pleased.
“Thank you.”
“Well, you haven’t told me why you have trouble sleeping.”
I sighed.
“Perhaps, because I slept a lot during the day.” I could not find a better excuse since I hardly knew why I could not sleep.
“Hmm.”
“Yeah.”
Then, a comet of silence dropped between us. I tore the pack open and quietly chewed on the snack.
“Daisy’s coming to town tomorrow…no, I mean, today.” He broke the silence.
“That’s nice. She once told me about it, but I expected she would sneak up on me like she always did.”
“Yeah,” he chuckled, staring at me.
I helplessly watched as he took his hand to my hair.
“What?”
“You have something there,” he said in a low, deep voice, removing a thin thread and showing it to me.
How did he even see that? I couldn’t have seen that, even if it was as bright as day.
“Thank you,” I said.
“Yeah,” he whispered, staring deep into my eyes. “Clara?” He said softly.
“Yes,” I fully turned to him.
“I want to tell you it’s okay to have me do things for you. It’s okay to trust me, I promise I won’t disappoint you.” He solemnly said. I felt it was out of the blue, but I received it.
“Yeah, thanks.” I was nervous.
“Thank you.” He smiled softly.
“I’m thirsty,” I said.
“Wait here, I’ll get you a bottle of water.” He immediately turned to leave.
“No, I think it’s about time I went inside. It’s getting cold.” I countered.
“Okay, that’s fine.”
“Yeah,” I whispered, taking the lead.