SATURDAY morning and Keira was busy watering the plants in the yard of their house. Since she was not in the office she had the opportunity to do that thing. She was even surprised when she suddenly heard the doorbell ring at their gate. She immediately went there.
"Erik," she said when she met the man she had not seen for a week. "What happened to you? Why do you look like that? Are you okay?" she asked consecutively.
She was referring to the messy hair and limpness of the man who was now sadly staring at her.
"Can I talk to you?" his question in a low tone and with pleading eyes.
Keira stared at the young man for a moment. It was then that she felt pity for him so she let him in. At the garden set of their yard, she offered the man coffee and he did not refuse there.
"Do you have a
