NINE: Will he still accept me?

Simon uses the small stairs hanging the frames in the walls. We can only put up five pictures since I we couldn't print some of the pictures I needle out. Most of them are my pictures and me and my mother and father. It makes feel so old knowing how man years have passed since she passed away. I wish she's here and feel her embrace around me.

I make us some snack for tkogiht so he could fill his fuel. He's been so considerate.

“Here drink some of this.”I hand him an orangey glass juice.

His sweats are dripping out of his forehead all the way down to his chest. He has a white polo on so his sweats marks are visible outside. I kind of stare a little at his chest showing a little. But I promise myself that I won't start much before he could catch me. That would be so embarrassing.

“Its really hot in here.” He complains putting his glass to the table next my window. He stsrtts to unbutton his polo shirt and I have to look away like a girl from high school in front of their crush. Well