Book 2: Chapter 21

Gary immediately poured another glass for him. “Here you go,” he offered it to him. He is already drunk, so no one will blame him for letting his boss get drunk, right?

Michael sipped from the glass and sighed. “It all started when there was a new girl in school. Well, she is not really new, I have known her since middle school, but I was still preoccupied with the loss of my grandmother, my favorite woman, so I never paid any attention to her,” he paused.

“Then I noticed her again in high school, she looked so beautiful and always smiled to whoever that spoke to her, be it a boy or a girl. As for me, I was a special teenager—or so my grandmother used to tell me. I found it difficult to talk to girls, no matter how she appealed to me, but there has never been a girl who appealed to me like she does.

“I was head swooned that first day I took my time to notice her, and ever since that day, I couldn’t think of any other thi