“Well, you are here today Taylor because you archived beyond anyone’s expectations and for that, I’m proud of you.”

“Thank you, Keenan,” she says and her face brightens up as a cheerful smile appears on it.

I want her to always be this happy and I wish I knew what would keep her happy always. I would have done it irrespective of what it’ll cost me.

The waiter arrives with our orders, mine a simple Italian dish and Taylor's spaghetti, seafood sauces and salad and a bottle of red wine and not saying much after that, we eat our food. I note how she delicately and uniquely eats her food...