“Mate, trust me. There's nothing bad about them." Terrence again reassured me that nothing was bad. 

"Well then, I understand. Don't you want to go clean up first?" I asked then.

Terrence sighed. Caressed my cheek gently and immediately said that he was going to clean himself. He said he was going to take a shower. After that will make me delicious food for dinner as usual. He invited me to enjoy the snacks Grandpa had sent and taste the brownies he brought. 

I sighed and walked over to the paper bag. Several sweet, chocolate-filled cookies were placed in crystal jars. I was intrigued by one of the pastries topped...