"Are you okay?"
Greg directs a burning glare at me and I smile and walk past him and off into the kitchen.
It's been a day now since I had caught him crying in this very kitchen. Above this beautiful sink with the expensive tap head and just full on sobbing his heart out.
I tried to comfort him and he did accept my condolences but he refused to tell me what the problem was.
He just asked me not to feel worried about it and I guess that's what I did that day.
Cara's brother introduced and identified himself as a cousin not a brother. I think I would have known if she had such a brother in her life.
I helped a sober Greg with the food he was preparing and with the rest of the cleaning that came with preparing the food.
When we served I made sure he left everything to me. I acted as host and he didn't seem to care. He picked away at his food while Cara and her brother wolfed theirs down.
I could see Cara's cousin directing glances in Greg's direction but for all the glances he passed, Gr
