The Taken Of Lena
She ate delicately but quickly, and began feeling much more alert and healthy as her strength returned.
"Would you like more?" Georg asked, once she finished. Lena looked down at her empty plate. She was still hungry, but she didn't want to be rude or presumptuous.
"No thank you, Georg," she replied quietly.
Georg sat down in front of her, and folded his arms across his belly.
"Lena...what are you two doing here?" Georg asked. Lena would have been unnerved by his question, but his voice betrayed no hostility, just curiosity.
"We're just trying to save some money. That's all," Lena replied honestly. Georg's curved, thick gray eyebrows rose.