Roxanne Meyers

The hours passed and Salvatore did not return, and a growing anguish invaded me. I hugged myself, looking down the road hoping to see him appear at any moment. Gloríe came over and offered me a cup of coffee.

"Miss Roxanne, it's cold; Drinking something hot will help."

"Thank you, Gloríe. Will you have coffee with me? " I asked her as she accepted the cup. She nodded.

"Yes. Are you worried about Mr. Salvatore?"

"Yes, a little. I don't like being away from him," I replied, feeling the heat rise to my face. I just want him to come back now.

Glorie, who had always been indifferent...