In My Desperate Time

“What's the good news?”

He is smiling, but I always feel like nothing good is happening.

He stands up, walks towards me, and says in a cold voice, “Let’s go out for dinner. Let’s talk about it when we come back.”

Frances Louis wants me to guess. Darn it! He just wants to torture me since I am always being curious for all kinds of things!

I want to ignore him, so I grit my teeth and say, “I am not hungry”, then I go upstairs.

Anyway, I ate at four o'clock in the afternoon, and had a snack in the evening, so I'm not hungry at all.

But now it's over ten o'clock in the evening and Frances Louis hasn't had dinner yet, does it mean he was waiting for me?

But why doesn’t he call me and tell me to come back? Or has he just gotten back too, and hasn't had time to call me yet?

I couldn't figure it out, so I quit.

“Jane Noyes, I'm hungry.”

Frances Louis begs with soft voice, like a helpless child.

meet with his

have

you a bowl of noodles then,” I say, and head towards the

back and says, “I said you're not allowed to go

kitchen?

go into the kitchen to cook?” I look at Frances Louis

“Yeah.” He says.

said,” I say, shaking off his hand and

and the bowl and noodles. As long as the

“You said I wasn't allowed to get in the kitchen to cook again. As you can see, when I go into the kitchen, I'm not cooking. When I cook, I'm

is probably really hungry, or maybe my reason is too perfect

saying anything and

noodles and serve

the noodles gracefully. He doesn’t say the noodles tastes good or

matter, I never expect him

I ask, “You said you had good news for me,

didn’t expect Frances Louis would say anything pleasant, I couldn't help but want to figure

for you, go upstairs

points towards the upstairs and then continues to

feel a bit nervous as I enter the