Margaret looked around, taking in the sight of the busy coffee shop. She nodded slowly, feeling a mix of emotions. After a few moments, she spoke again.
“Andrew,” she said, “don’t plan anything after work. You’ll drive me home.”
“Okay, boss,” Andrew said, giving her a reassuring nod. “I’ll be here.”
Margaret watched as Andrew went to clear the tables. She felt a sense of relief knowing she had someone she could count on.
In the evening, Andrew gave Margaret a ride home. He noticed how tired she looked and offered to help her clean the house.
Margaret hesitated but eventually agreed, feeling grateful for his kindness. Andrew swept the floors and washed the dishes while Margaret rested her leg.
“Thank you, Andrew,” Margaret said, watching him work. “You’re very helpful.”
After the cleaning was done, Andrew decided to cook lasagna for dinner. The kitchen was filled with the rich aroma of tomatoes, cheese, and herbs. When Andrew served the lasagna, Margaret took a bite and paused, surprised.
“This tastes exactly like my husband’s lasagna,” she said, her eyes filling with tears.
