Chapter 77

Chris' Point of View

When I went into the back room, I discovered that the bed's covers had been replaced. It was a pure black quilt cover yesterday, but now it has been transformed into a little flower and a fresh quilt cover.

"Can you tell me how you changed the style?"

"It's because of you." Kenneth tucked me in with a kind touch.

I learned that this is my favorite style, therefore he adjusted his style to fit my preference.

"Keep that expression off your face, or I will be unable to warrant what I will do. It's time to sleep, so rest well."

He kissed me on the cheek as if he were persuading a child to do something.

"Uncle..." I have no resistance to such gentle Kenneth.

"Hmm?"

"There's nothing, you just go to work." I won't tell him, as long as he does this to me, I have an impulse to give up all and go with him.

Returning to reality, the world in which we live has far too many restrictions, and people can never do whatever they want because of these restrictions.