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was well–behaved and obedient, packing up my things and taking a cab home by myself. Jerry still wasn’t back.
I didn’t call to ask where he was or urge him to come home like I usually would, I just cooked myself something to eat, had a full meal, took a shower, and went to bed. With no one on my mind to worry about, I slept comfortably and had pleasant dreams.
Early the next morning, I heard the sound of the keypad lock, Jerry pushed open my bedroom door. “Susie?”
“Hmm? You’re back?”
3:43 PM
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I didn’t rush to greet him joyfully like I usually would, I just rolled over and went back to sleep. He was still standing in the doorway. “Ivy had another episode yesterday. I was worried something might happen to her, so I was delayed a bit. Sorry.”
“Mm.”
My tone was flat. Jerry tried to explain, “I know you’re angry, but Ivy really needed someone with her.”
I laughed and glanced at him. “Angry? What’s there to be angry about? A brother taking care of his sister – isn’t that normal?”
Jerry was silent for a moment. “Susie, I know I’ve been neglectful lately…”
“Go get some sleep,” I interrupted him. “I need to catch up on my rest too.”
Jerry felt inexplicably irritated. I had never been this cold to him before.
When I woke up, I saw a table full of breakfast dishes. Jerry had cooked himself. I was quite surprised. In the past, I would always pester Jerry to cook for me, but he would impatiently wave me off. “Susie, do you really have to eat something I cooked? You’re not a child anymore. Can’t you just cook for yourself?”
“I’m exhausted from work every day.”
But he, who was even more exhausted from work, could still run to Ivy’s house to cook a big meal for her with just one phone call. So it wasn’t that he was too tired from work. He just didn’t want to cook for me.
“Susie, I made all your favorites. Hurry and freshen
“Mm, thank you for your trouble.” After washing up,
up.”
erry personally served me rice and soup. This was treatment I had never received before.
Jerry put a piece of eggplant in my bowl. “Susie, this is the fut
eggplant you love. Eat more.”
I smiled and put the eggplant back in his bowl. “I’ve never liked eggplant. It must be Ivy who likes it. You got mixed up.”
