Cheney's POV
When I went back to my room, I saw Krista changed her clothes and sat by the window looking out at the scenery.
I whispered, "Why are you so down?"
She didn't look back, just a faint response, "My period is over, and my body is comfortable, but I'm not down or anything."
"Did you change your clothes and plan to go out?"
"Yeah."
I volunteered, "Where do you want to go?"
"Lockie asked me out many times and was going to see him, but when I went out and saw Miss Flora, I came back immediately."
I'm upset. "What does Lockie ask you to do every day? Does he have no friends in City A except you?"
"Maybe... there is no such kiss as me and him."
She really dares to say it. She's quite proud to be a close friend with a man?
Anyway, it sounds very uncomfortable to me.
I sat down. "Flora's gone."
"Well, I saw it." She pointed out the window. "Uncle Jacob pushed her wheelchair away."
"Are you still going out?"
"Not anymore."