Red had his dinner without knowing what had happened. He forgot about it as he started eating, as his attention was on the food. Darla surprised him again with something new. The soup was rich as he tasted a new flavor in it.
The grilled rabbon was good, better than usual. The skin was crispy, and the meat was soft. The dark-coated meat was another new food that made him lost in sauce. Darla specifically instructed him to put the meat on the rice.
It was a pleasant dinner, and his confusion cleared up for a moment. He was about to go to the creek for his daily bath, but that was when something strange happened again. Darla was tagging along this time.
Red was sitting inside the creek, chest and down was submerged in cool water. The difference was that Darla was sitting on his thigh, looking at him with redness on her cheek. Her breathing was hurried, but for a different reason this time.
