“What is this about?” Sandro asked seriously. His eyes squinted into a slit. Although he was sitting from across mine, his height remained prominent. I had changed into my plain dress for dinner after arriving home from the shelter. At nine in the evening, Sandro and I were sitting inside the cafe outside the village. I wasn’t restricted from getting out of the house late as long as I had either Randy or Sandro with me.
I had no time to tell Sandro about what happened in the Selica. But Janine’s demand kept me preoccupied and I had no one to help me but Sandro. I heard he was busy with some matters in the company so I had to call him for a late coffee. Randy drove me outside the village, and to the cafe where Sandro was waiting.
The curiosity was evident on his face as he opened the do
