CHAPTER 12

Verania's Point of View

"Okay, sir, to our destination!" I said, sounding like a computer program speaking.

"Tsk, what is that for?" he asked before I pushed his wheelchair faster than before.

"Oh, nothing, I just felt like speaking that way," I said, and we fell silent.

We arrived back in our hotel room on the fourth floor, and that's where we resumed our conversation.

"I'll go to the bathroom," he informed me, and I gave him permission as I sat down on the sofa. There's a small living room area in the hotel room, beside the bed, complete with a television. I thought about turning it on but decided against it.