Chapter 42 Happily Ever After Could Be A Cliché Book

• Spring Thursday dawned rainy. I hated rain. Muddy shoes, slightly wet clothes or depending on the intensity of the rain, completely soaked. Wet hair. An umbrella that could be forgotten anywhere you could go. Not to mention how hard it is to see people walking and cars looking crazy, wanting to run you over every minute when you try to cross the street.
• But anyway, I needed to get out. It was my first day at work. Even though it was with Kim, my best friend and now also my boss, I was responsible. I prepared a sweet milk for my father and I already prepared a thin soup with what I had available in the fridge. He was especially downcast that day. Perhaps it was also the dismay of the rain falling outside. But I think, unfortunately, for my father there hadn't been any sunny days in a long time.
• I kissed him and left the food beside him on the table.