Chapter 42

"Can we hang out on Saturday?" He asked after a while, looking into her warm bright eyes. "Just a trip to the city center."

"I would love to," she placed a hand on his. "But I'm going home for the weekend."

'Oh. I see," he filled their glasses with water, feeling a pang in his chest. 

"You know what," she said to assure him. "We can do that next weekend, I will be around."

"Great!" He said cheerfully as he picked up his fork. "It's a date then." Helen nodded. They continued talking in between eating just like they used to do.

He packed the dirty plates to the kitchen when they finished eating. Why don't you watch TV while I take care of the dishes?" Helen said to him. But he insisted they should both hand wash the plates together.

"Thank you," Helen said after they finished washing the plates. She wiped her hands and handed him the towel to wipe his, too. 

"You are welcome," he said and chuckled. He stretched out his hand and their