Chapter 11

CHAPTER 11 Henry couldn't sleep as usual for the couple of days his wife died. He went to check up on Blossom and he met Linda reading a bedtime story for her. He stood at the doorway for some time, looking at how Linda was reading a bedtime story for a five days ago baby so tenderly. The nannies who have taken care of her since she was born never did this, they just complained and quitted but this one, this one was reading a bedtime story to a baby who can't even hear her yet and patting her gently. He wanted to go but made a noise which drew Linda's attention. She walked to him. " What's it?" She asked. " She's asleep. " " I know that. " " So, what?" " I. . . None of your business, this is my house and that's my child. I can go wherever I please. " He replied, icily. " Oh, okay. I prefer the way you replied, it was mean. Thank you. " Linda said. She walked past him and went to her door. " You look like a zombie that has insomnia. " " You are wron