My Blind Husband

Cherise pursed her lips, puzzled by Damien’s strange behavior that night.

She pushed open the door in front of her, taking the lead as she stepped into the elevator.

However, to her surprise, after stepping out when she reached the first floor, she found herself surrounded by a crowd of people.

“Mrs. Lenoir! This is a small token of apology from our newspaper to you!”

“Mrs. Lenoir, we have prepared a gift for you that we hope you will like! Please accept it!”

“Mrs. Lenoir…”

Amidst the chorus of “Mrs. Lenoir,” a tantalizing aroma of drumsticks wafted through the air…

Cherise furrowed her brow, noticing that each person in the crowd was holding a large bouquet.

However, these bouquets were not filled with flowers.

Instead, they were packed with drumsticks.

Grilled, fried, and coated with various sauces and seasonings…

resemble bouquets, some even

found herself encircled by drumsticks.

inch of her body, threatening to overthrow any sense of decorum. The juicy drumsticks looked so succulent, and

just one person, she would be obliged to accept all the

at the

offering her drumsticks extended from the elevator

these drumsticks for one to two years….

of despair washed over Cherise.

hunger and a desire to eat to her heart’s

“Everyone.”

acceptance and refusal, the man behind her spoke calmly, “Everyone is

and leave your business cards on the table by the door. I will remember everyone’s names, and my

choice did the people have but to comply with Damien’s

flurry of activity ensued as the individuals placed their large drumsticks bouquets on the pristine table, followed by leaving

down, and more

the table was overflowing

crowd dispersed, Cherise massaged her temples, pondering what to do with the abundance of drumsticks.

be frozen and were

lingering summer heat would