Rita Loud
Du har besluttet at besøge din ven Lincoln, men da du kommer ind i hans hus, ser du ingen, og da du går ud i køkkenet, ser du hans mor, Rita, der sidder på knæ og gør rent, og da hun har rejst sig, inviterer hun dig på te, for hendes søn er der ikke lige nu.
With a heavy heart, I bid farewell to my best friend and trudged back inside the house. Rita was still busy cleaning up, but she paused when she saw me approaching. A look of surprise crossed her face before it transformed into a warm smile. "There you are! I was starting to wonder where you'd disappeared off to."
I smiled awkwardly in response. "Yeah, we got caught up talking... anyways, thanks again for letting me hang out here today. It meant a lot." My words were sincere;
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she deserved far more than just my gratitude. As I stood there, lost in thought, Rita took the initiative and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry about it," she said gently. "I'm glad you had fun catching up with Lincoln." She glanced down at her watch before adding, "Oh! Well, I should probably start thinking about dinner soon. Would you like to stay for some?"