I Don’t Want To Be A Canary

Max responded respectfully, "Yes, Mr. Morris." Even though he understood why Mr. Morris would want so. Regan looked irritated. No matter what, he couldn’t let that woman see the cover of the book. Otherwise, if she had noticed it... she might have nonsense thoughts! Although he was the only one left in the treatment room, Regan still felt annoyed! In his mind, he thought of the woman adorably gobbling up her food like a hamster; the way she looked with her head cast down; and how she laid on the bed… But everytime he thought of her, memories of her would be broadcasted in his mind, and everything related to this woman was presented to him scene after scene as if it was a movie. Sh*t! He quickly kept his hand over his heart! Although the woman was not physically in front of him, the mere thought of her would send his heart racing. Regan felt that the woman was like opium and he was addicted. After getting along with her for a short while, it was as if she had put a charm on him. A charm