Sheryl s StoryChapter 9
The first week in my new home was like a dream come true. It began on the first night. With my clothes put away, I joined Greg and Sophie at the dining room table. He had showered while I had been busy, and Sophie had prepared a light snack and something to drink. We sat together quietly; there was no need for conversation, each of us happy with how things were. Sophie broke the silence as she got up from the table. "I need a shower before bed." Her eyes silently asking if I would like to...