84. Not Enough

Denny came down wearing blue jeans and a white shirt with a lightweight puffer vest. He was looking even younger from his business looks yet equally dashing. The area they live in has four seasons, but as it's in the farther south region, it doesn't snow in the winter months. The lowest temperature would usually be within zero to negative five degrees. Today it was still five. Cold but lesser cold than in places with snow all around. The cold wind blew outdoors but with warm clothes, it would be manageable.

For Denny, a sweatshirt, a pair of jeans pants, and a vest would be fine. Besides, they were going indoors—restaurant and supermarket, then back home.

Trisha was wearing a hooded sweatshirt but with a fleece innerwear shirt and winter wear leggings. She could wear the hood if she felt cold and pull her sleeves to hide her hands like wearing gloves.

"Who are you? Where is Mister Vero?" Trisha asked with astonishment. In her eyes, this man is a stranger, a handsome stranger. Had he