True Love Waits

"All right, I'll let you be. Have a good time over there," Debbie said.

"I will. Bye, Mom," Evelyn replied.

Debbie hung up and turned to Miranda, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for her news about her granddaughter. "Piggy said she is fine. She is out having dinner."

"Did she sound happy?" Evelyn's mood was Miranda's biggest concern. She had been diagnosed with depression, after all. Everybody in the family was worried about her. They wanted her to be happy, above all.

Debbie reflected on the phone call. "She sounded relaxed. She said the food is delicious. I think she is happy, Mom," she said with a smile.

Miranda was relieved to hear that.

After Evelyn had finished talking to her mom on the phone, Sheffield bought her some steamed sweet potato with cheese.

She frowned at the smell of cheese.

He opened the foil. It was so hot that steam erupted from it. He spooned some and placed it near her lips. "Have a taste. There was a long line in front of the store. It should be delicious." Evelyn shook her head. "I don't like it."

Sheffield was surprised. "The sweet potato or the cheese?"

"The cheese." She hated cheese.

Sheffield ate the entire thing without another word.

Evelyn had a lot of food. All snacks. Touching her huge belly, she said, "I'm stuffed."

She hadn't eaten so much in a long time.

"Are you sure? I can take you somewhere else for some staple food." Sheffield didn't think she had eaten much. He was worried that she wasn't used to these kinds of street foods.

"No, thanks. I'm too full already." She had always been strict with her diet while she was home, and took additional care with her dinners.

wasn't home. The restraints were lessened. And she was here on vacation, seeking relaxation and peace of

quickly ate all the food that Evelyn couldn't finish, rinsed his mouth with some water and left

the food street was the bar street, which came to life as night

young, good-looking men and women were soliciting business. Sheffield chose a quiet, fancy-looking bar and walked inside

A man was playing the guitar and singing, "I'm a thinker, never good at expressing my feelings with expressions. I am always hoping and always disappointed..." Heads turned to Sheffield and

picking her up. Sheffield could sense the carnal desire flowing out of those men's eyes. He took her hand in

with him, Evelyn was worried that he would order liquor for her. That

and whispered into her ear, "The liquor in this city is shoddy and the wine is likely to be counterfeit. Beer would be the best option. We can

okay with her. So, she nodded.

the waiter turned to leave. But Sheffield called out to

"Yes, sir."

"Fruit tea? I thought we were

you were stuffed. Beer will only make it worse.

this kind of place?" he

gone to bars a few times while I was in Y City; same in America." She didn't like bars and their atmosphere. Sheffield had guessed it

adjoined A Country and Q Country. It was well-known for its beautiful view. "The border is a dangerous area." Sheffield sounded hesitant. After giving it

of nuts they had ordered. Sheffield pushed

flattering her. "Tayson can

was peeling the macadamia nuts for her. He stopped and

meant. But she

okay, I have super thick skin. I won't leave

this how you

me." His tone dripped with arrogance. He handed her the peeled nuts. "This is my first time pursuing a woman. I'm a greenhorn at this kind of thing.

She wasn't born yesterday. Everything he did told her

"You will believe me

the tea were

"Excuse me for a minute. Be right