When she noticed Vincent wasn't around, she relaxed. Whether he was a friend or not, she didn't wish to meet a man after a bath.
The aroma of the delicious food entered her nostrils. Sensing something moving down to her chin, she touched it and realized that she was drooling.
'Oh! I can't believe I'm drooling." She wiped her mouth and sat on the couch. The smell of the meal made her stomach cry.
"I didn't know I was starving." Before she knew it, she finished the last piece of meat.
With a filled stomach and content heart, she leaned against the couch. "When was the last time I had a heartfelt meal? I don't remember."
She turned her head toward the window. She noticed three white, black, and brown cows in the field. They were eating grass.
It reminded her of Veronica who used to love animals. She liked feeding all kinds of birds and animals. She never discriminated.
'If she was alive, would she feed the cows right now?'