Not you ma, I love your daughter!

The Plan...

    A week Later. 

~Dare Ofegu~

"Thanks for the food."

I looked up from the several dishes to Sarah who was standing as usual beside the table to the left. 

"It's my duty."

She smiled and I resumed eating. I plunged the tip of the fork into the steak, holding down, for the knife to do its justice. I had a cut and took a bite. 

"Why don't you join me? You've been very helpful. I won't want to treat you like a maid or stuff. You're like a mother to me, and no sane person watches his mother stand while he eats."

She hesitated,

"No, I'm fine. It doesn't really matter --"

"I insist."

I interrupted and she gave up. She took two steps towards the table and pulled the chair before her. She settled into it, her palms on her laps. 

"If I may say, young master."

I dropped the cutlery at that. Believe me, I wasn't expecting such mushy approach. I shot her a gaze,

"You're maki