C311 Days of Stealing Time in Mufato 4

"Five minutes to go," Desmond said, pointing to the empty seat in the shade of the tree. Take a seat over there.

It's fine," I said with a faint smile. "Five minutes isn't long! Perhaps it was because of the aftereffects of giving birth, but over the years, my body had become especially sore.

He smiled and didn't press the matter. He looked at his watch and began to chat with me