Chapter Thirty-seven

Maxine's Point of View "Here," he handed me the clothes together with a towel. I took it, "You may take your time." He said and I smiled. After a few minutes I was done taking a shower. It's embarrassing to take a bath in another house especially since you don't know who the owner is but I have no choice so I just took it. I can't let myself get lost and smell blood, that's more embarrassing. I went straight to the living room where he was sitting while watching television. He turned to me so I smiled and approached him, "Uhm, can I ask your name?" I asked the angelic man. "Troy Francisco," he held out his hand in front of me, "And you are?" I smiled, "Maxine Wards," I replied and shook hands with him, "You can call me Max for short." I added. "Okay, Max." He giggled then released our hand. "How are your clothes? Are you comfortable?" I nodded, "Yep. Thank you, again." "That's good to hear. Anyway, I cooked some food this morning but because I was the only person here, I didn't