SIXTY ONE

"Hello," she greeted me. In her face, it seems that she does not bother in my presence.

"Do you know me?" she nodded in response.

"The one that looks like my husband with the same name." I smiled at what she said.

"Can I seat?" I pointed next to her. She nods as an answer.

"Why are you crying? I won't say 'no', go ahead, sit down,” she said and I sat beside her.

"Why did you leave?" I asked and held her hands.

"I was sad and I thought of Charles."

"You should be told me so I can bring you here."

“I am afraid you will tell Asher about him. He doesn't know about Charles and I don't want him to know.” I sighed while caressing the hand.

"Why, would he be angry?"

“No, but I don't want to hurt him. Charles was formed in a bad situation and when Asher found out, he would be hurt.”

She protected my feelings. Even though she is not on her own she is still thinking of me.

"I am so