Mr. Jenkins’ Friendly Eyes
There was a patient, Mr. Jenkins, who always seemed to watch me with a curious but friendly gaze. “Good evening, young lady,” he’d greet me, sparking friendly conversations. He had a way of seeing past the surface, making me wonder if he sensed the turmoil I was hiding inside. His calm presence brought a touch of normalcy, and though our exchanges were light, they hinted at a deeper understanding on his part.
Mr. Jenkins’ Friendly Eyes
Curious Questions
One day, unexpectedly, Mr. Jenkins shifted the conversation toward my adopted daughter. “Tell me about her,” he urged, genuine interest shining in his eyes. “She’s amazing, full of life and curiosity,” I replied, taken aback by his sudden involvement. “Sounds like she takes after you,” he said with a knowing smile. His questions felt like gentle probes into my story, though the reasons behind his curiosity remained unclear.
Curious Questions
