The storm

- - Ok, as you wish. Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?

He continued to be so gentle despite the fact that I was so cold.

- - Anabelle is not here, so I get to cook for you.

His wide smile melted my heart.

- - Thank you! If you don’t mind, I will take a quick shower and I will come to the kitchen.

- - Be my guest! I shall wait for you.

“Will you wait for me a lifetime?” Guilty thoughts! “Snap out of it, Maya!” The sower did me good. I feel more relaxed and ready to face the man that shook my world. Phillip provided me with one of his t-shirts. His scent envelops me like into a prison, but the kind of prison from which they never release me and if they lose the key, better. A few minutes more and I was down into Phillip’s kitchen. The delicious smell of eggs and ham freshly baked mixed with the scent of magical coffee awoke all my sleeping senses. I closed my eyes wondering how it would be living this dream-like for the rest of my life. The thou