Chapter 39
WHEN he saw Xylon, the dog immediately stood up. It is, without a doubt, his pet. And there was no way the jitters would go away after I admitted to myself that I harboured a feeling for him.
"How's it going, son? Did you get the contract? How was your piece? Tell me, what happened?" Mother Nena asked vigorously. She was clutching his son's arm.
When Xylon cast a brief glance my way, I averted my gaze. I couldn't even look him in the eyes anymore.
"Mom, you were right. They liked it so much that they proposed I sign a two-year contract..." he announced.
"Is that true? That's great! You've been wanting to do this for a long time, haven't you?" Mother Nena's reactions were filled with joy for her son. I'm puzzled about what kind of contract they were talking about.