33: Embrace the Foreign

It was Saturday the next day. But instead of joining the orphanage, I stayed at home. There are still cooking lessons because I need to master. Maybe I'll just get the kids back next time. Also, mama was with my older brother and our two cousins. Good thing, they are not busy today.

I'm on the kitchen, practicing the different cuts of vegetables when I noticed someone's presence. I stopped slicing the carrots and looked up to arrive.

When I saw who it is, my gaze went back on the chopping board and knife.

"Why are you here?" I asked curtly.

"Why? Can't I visit you?"

I heard his heavy footsteps towards me.

I glanced at him once. He stopped by my side, leaning against the counter top. I look hard. I sighed. Refocused attention on what was being done.

"Look, I'm studying, Rage. Don't disturb me."

"I'm not interrupting you. I'll just watch. I won't disturb you."

I continued to cut.

"How's your date? What happened? May