Days have gone by since the incident of him dropping me home. Once in a while, he gives me a ride whenever I come to church, especially at night.
But the issue was, when it's a Sunday or when I come to church during daytime, he never talks to me. He doesn't offer to give me a ride but I sense him looking at me.
At times, I pass by to greet him. Well, I can't ignore someone who helps me so as a sign of respect and gratitude, I greet him once in awhile.
"Wendy, are going to church?" David my friend asked
"Yes, I'm going for evening mass"
"It's late call me when you close so that I drop you home, it's very dangerous to be walking home by the time you close."
"Okay, thank you" I said feeling grateful.
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Love,
Anything gold.
