Carol felt like she really has a friend. Mostly, they just talk but their conversations were filled with ideas and advices. She finally learned what his other dreams were. She liked it as well. The police officer wants to be a farmer. A quiet life in a farm. She can’t blame him. She actually understands his desire. He admitted to feeling drained when listening to other people’s problems, much more when he tries to help them out.
“So, you felt drained when you helped me?”
“I don’t exactly try to help everyone. And what I did for you is bare minimum. You did what you needed to.”
“So, it wasn’t much of a burden when you helped me out?” She wants a direct answer to this.
He looked at her with little exasperation. “What’s so hard about connecting you with the shelter? You went very willin
