73. Who Wants to Arrest Me?

I was silent for a moment. Watching Steve so confidently offer himself to be the man who would replace Anthony in my mind. "What can you do Steve? I won't talk about your social position but about the differences in life between you and me. Maybe I still look young but I'm too old for you," I said.

I walked into the pantry. Warm water might clear up a little of my tangled brain. Making a cup of hot chocolate feels delicious in mind.

"By old you mean, old because of the year you were born in the world. Try to calculate how long you have lived in the world. Experience may make you understand the true meaning of life. But that doesn't mean you have more experience and are older," he said, without me responding.

He walked over to me, pulled out my cup poured hot water in it then gave it to me after it had been stirred with additional pure milk.

"Thank You, Steve"

He also makes the same drink. Still, follow where I walk. Go to the living room and sit on the sofa. A man who looks matur