She got to the kitchen and got out a bottle of water and a glass. The kitchen was empty, but something was left on fire. The aroma of the food made her tummy grumble the more. And just then, someone stepped in, smiling at her like he had just seen his angel.

“Becky!” He called out and She turned.

Her face grew a bright smile as she walked towards him, and they hugged.

“I didn't see you come home last night. Were you hiding?” He joked.

“Why would I? I live here too, so, coming in as a thief won't make me one. I have the house keys.” Becky defended...