I'm not sure what I'd say to Michael if he discovered the truth about me and realized that everything he had learned about me had been fault.
I was relieved to see him once again as his car drew up in front of the house and parked there. He observed me sitting outside and staring at him, so I gave him a kind grin and said, "Welcome back," as if he had entirely forgotten about me.
Upon inquiring about whether or not I had eaten anything, the gentleman displayed genuine concern for my well-being and enquired as to my eating patterns, to which I answered yes, causing him to question me once again about my eating habits.
