By AMAH'S HEART

I sluggishly followed him outside and all of what he was saying during the time that we are outside wasn't reaching my ears.

My mind was very far and so was my thoughts.

Philip coming to my house was a bad idea, so bad.

Why didn't he try and find means to reach me first?

He knows the exact bustop I normally wait for bus to take me home every evening after work.

I have told him where I work and he can aswell come and look for me ...