Chapter Ten

Donald returned to his room smiling widely. He laid on his bed feeling fulfilled and happy. He has never enjoyed the company of any woman since his mother's death. Donald tossed on his bed thinking about Helma. He smiled at the thought of her silliness. Helma smelled like his mom and loved green just like his mom. Donald's thoughts were Interrupted by a buzz from his phone. It was from work.

Clara laid on her bed in pink pj's and a sleep mask. She got up from bed at the buzz of her phone. She yawned while picking up her phone. "Hello" the voice sounded so familiar. Clara pupped eyes widened at the sound of voice. "Jay? Jay? Is that you?" She stutters. Jay and Clara talked for almost ten minutes. Clara giggled like a love struck teen. She played with her hair and would smile at anything he says. Clara floated in space. She had butterflies.

At dawn, Helma woke up to join Mary fix breakfast. She wasn't as nervous as she was the day before. Mary and Helma fixed fried potatoes, eggs and c