Lisa dropped the towel in her hand and whispered toward the sleeping Daniel, "Good night, teacher."
She went back to her bedroom and lay down on her bed, and as she closed her eyes, her mind drifted back to her college days.
Young Daniel and Lisa walked hand in hand across the deserted campus, and when Lisa turned her head to look at him, at any given moment, she could see the look of Daniel's eyes gazing tenderly at her.
That gaze had always touched her heart and made her feel inexplicably at ease.
In the bedroom, a sleeping Lisa frowned, her fingers clutching the pillowcase as if she were clutching someone's coat.
Her lips parted as if she were murmuring someone's name.
Lisa woke up very full of energy from a good night's sleep, and she emerged from the bedroom contentedly, suddenl
