“YOU HAD a good night, huh?” Karen makes her way in without being invited.
As usual, she perches on my cough, crosses her leg, and then smiles for no reason. The old lady looks different today too. Unlike her usual grumpy self, she acts rather sunny. As if the sunlight has decided to light up her personality.
Karen looks at me, still standing by the door. She grins, making me want to call the exorcists and take the devil away from her body. But she only chuckles at me.
“What are you doing there, you silly? Come and close the door. Get me my tea. I always like the tea you make. What kind is that?”
I stare at her, wondering how we got here in the first place. It’s so easy for her to be friends with me—well, if we can call this a friendship at all.
Usually, humans tend to be wary of
