Chapter 11 A terrible evening
- I continued to stare at the ceiling heading towards the kitchen, almost missing a step, falling onto my face by the strange sound. Quickly, I caught myself in time. Francine turned around immediately as she sensed me entering the kitchen and went back to finish preparing dinner.
- "Is everything alright?" she asked me; while she stirs the food in the pot.
- "Yes," I answered her softly; lying to her.