The Intimacy Of Jacob and Lary
Clara and Mr. K are now in their house. As Clara requested, then Mr. K This time really accompanied Clara, who would sleep on her bed with her face that seemed to creep into Mr. K.
Slowly Clara's eyes, which was still faintly open, seemed to be closed afterward.
Mr. K rubbed his wife gently. There was a feeling of sadness to see that his wife looked weak, even though he remembered that his wife was fine.
After feeling that Clara was really asleep, then Mr. K contacted someone who must have known what had been happening to Clara all day.
In one ring, the telephone was picked up by someone on the other side of the phone.
"Hello,"
"Hello, sir," replied a girl from across the phone.
"What has Clara been doing all day?"
Mr. K's voice tone sounded low and cold. For people who didn't really know Clara, it would feel a little creepy.
With a slight sip of saliva, Tisha told him all of Clara's schedule for the day.