Take Me With You

"What?" Lucille was puzzled. The next second, she heard the man's deep and seductive voice flowing into her ears word by word. "Bobo, next time you run away from home, remember to take me with you." That was what he said. It was like a firework exploding in the dark night sky; like a seed buried in the earth suddenly sprouting; like a layer of ripples forming on a calm lake surface. Lucille sat on the bed for a long time before she came to her senses. Joseph had left the room. He had taken the first-aid kit away to fulfill his promise of treating her wound every day. Lucille rubbed her temples. Not long after, the tightly shut door was pushed open again. The person who came in this time was Molly. The little girl had a silly smile on her face, and she was a little proud. As she walked over, she said, "Bobo, I made you some nourishing soup!" Was it really soup? Lucille's eyelids twitched. Although the bowl in front of her was steaming hot, the soup was so thick that she couldn't see wha