After showering and changing into a pair of black pyjamas pants and top, Lisa went out to the hall. as she walked towards him, she kept pulling the sleeves of the top to cover all her hands. She didn't want to leave her scars bare for Leslie to see. She felt vulnerable being seen in her scars. Though she knew Leslie wouldn't judge her, she still didn't have the confidence to let them be seen.
''You are here, it down. I am almost done with lunch'' Leslie pulled out a chair for her to sit before he brought a cup of coffee to the table, ''you must have missed the scent of coffee. I asked the doctor and he said you are allowed to drink coffee but it shouldn't be hot, so I didn't make it so hot. It's just at an acceptable temperature. Paula said that you always drunk coffee before lunch''
Lisa smiled and took the mug in her hands. She sipped it and looked at Leslie who was watching her with an expectant gaze.
