The Back Man And His Touches

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”So, how should I address you? Mr. Dornan? Or else… ”

”Hmmm, I never thought about something like this, let me think. ”

I waited in anxiety to hear him more. I just keep on staring blankly at him. He, thinking and making serious and poker face. I liked them all. Infact I drooled.

”Husband. Call me Husband. ” Is what he said. ”H-Husband? ” I spelled it abruptly, making a naive face. I thought I heard that word somewhere else and began to think, where.

Then he laughed and asked me will I call him that. I said, ”Of course. But, whats there to laugh? ” I don know the meaning.

He was stupefied. Asked me again, ”Will you really call me that? ” I said, ”Yes, but what is the meaning of that? ” He simply took the glass of water and drank it up. But, didn told me the meaning. He asked me, ”What is your name? ” I said, ”Leah. ”

That was our last, abrupt conversation. Days passed. I adjusted myself in this big villa. Worked very well. Obeyed his every word. He neither disrespected me nor did he ordered or commanded me, but requests politely. He is very kind.

I was very happy with this new job. I got a new, cozy shelter, food and clothes. I lacked in education. Only knew ABCD… thats all. I took very good care of him.