“Come in! It is nice to see you!”

Angel greeted Linda with joy. She opened her hand wide and hugged this familiar face that she hadn’t seen for years.

“How are you? What are you doing here? Have you eaten? Angel is like a machine-gun of question that unceasingly fires towards Linda.

“Wooh, hold up. Ha, ha”

“Sorry, ha, ha. Have you eaten?”

“Depends. Do you have a beer? Linda said in a happy and playful tone.

“Why?” Angel responded in a concerned tone

“I just feel that I need one, or two, or maybe a whole bucket,” There is a clear hint of sadness is clear on Linda’s tone....