“HEY, DON’T say that. It’s my pleasure to help you, and I’m having fun with your son. He’s like my child, especially he’s a best friend of my daughter,” Vincent said.
“Okay, how about you stay here and have dinner with us? At least in exchange for your kindness to us, just a token of gratitude for spending your time with us in the hospital and dropping us home, I will just make our dinner before you leave.”
“That sounds great,” he smiled.
“Okay, stay here for a minute. I’ll just go to the kitchen,” Donna said. “Just feel at home.”
“Sure, thank you.” Vincent took the TV controller on top of the center table while Donna walked towards the kitchen. In a few minutes, she got back with a glass of juice.
“I’m sorry you might thirsty since we arrive. I forgot to offer any drinks,” she said.