The Night the Milk Spilled
One evening, Adrian walked into the kitchen and found Lila standing by the counter with tears in her eyes.
A glass of milk had fallen over, spreading across the floor.
She looked frightened.
“I’m sorry,” she said quickly.
Adrian knelt down beside her.
“It’s okay,” he said softly.
Lila looked confused.
“I spilled it.”
Adrian picked up a towel and handed it to her.
“We’ll clean it together.”
For a moment she just stared at him.
Then something unexpected happened.
Lila laughed.
It was the first genuine laugh Adrian had heard from her in years.
