"I have a feeling Sally is concealing something from me," Alix thought as he walked into the bakery, and she smiled brightly when she saw him.
"Alix," she exclaimed.
"Hey Sally, can we talk?" he asked, and her face became concerned.
"Sure, what's the problem? You seem worried," she said as they sat by a table.
"When I first left the orphanage, I was of legal age, and I heard there was a job opening here, so I came and I also needed a place to stay, and you offered me the job without hesitation, you treat me as if you know me well, and you even made sure I got the apartment for rent, why?" He inquired, and a smile spread across her face.
"I see... so that's what's been bothering you. Well, I did all of that out of pity and you reminded me of someone I used to know, all I saw was a helpless kid who is no longer like that, that's my answer, any other questions?" She asked, and he sat back, letting out a sigh.
