Ophelia was already brewing coffee when I woke up. It’s a Sunday so it means that I have no work. I promised Paul that we would walk around later because he’s been bugging me to tour him around instead of just leaving him with Ophelia. “I’ll be jogging first,” I told Ophelia as I was putting on my shoes, tying my shoe laces. Ophelia walked towards me. “Ma’am, are you going to tour Paul the whole day?” she asked. I looked up at her and smiled. “Yes, it’s what I promised him. We’ll go the Church first before roaming around,” I replied. “Do you have plans today?” I asked her. She smiled and nodded. “I bumped into a neighbor last time Paul and I walked around the area. He asked me if we could…go out this Sunday.” She seemed reluctant to tell me. I chuckled and nodded. “You should meet