I slept on the couch and Joshua on the floor.

The next morning,

Joshua kinda feels, guilty about what he told me of his brother.

"I am tired!."

I cry as I rapidly make breakfast for us.

A later, on serving the food and we eat.

"You are such a great cook!."

Joshua merrily stares at me with lots of admiration.

"Thanks!."

I'm eating not noticing his stare.

After eating,

"I have to leave!."

He restlessly announces.

He is shivering like he wants to tell me something but he doesn't.

I notice it.

"Okay, later. I have to get ready for work!. And don't be late for work, Joshua!."

I...