Matilda Jenkins' mouth watered at the thought of eating; her eyes fixated on the kitchen, she said, "I've told you, he's not a Pretty Gigolo; he's Nathan Cole from the same Company, an artist, and he doesn't come home every day, okay?"
"Being from the same Company means nothing; he still looks like a thief. I'm heading out now anyway."
Matilda Jenkins waved her hands dismissively, "Go on, go on, but remember to buy a watermelon when you come back; I want to eat watermelon."
Nathaniel York looked at Matilda's still carefree demeanor and gritted his teeth, "I think you're the watermelon, with white flesh inside too."
Nathaniel York closed the door and left.
He arrived at the hospital just as Rini York was being wheeled out of the Emergency Room.
Seeing Gemma York, he asked, "Uncle... how is Cousin doing?"
