“No, no… it’s just a migraine that gets to me periodically. I am already feeling better”.
Draining the last of the cool water down into my unsettled self, I pressed on through the entryway leading to the well-kept but outdated living room. Still feeling dazed and not the least bit interested in the details one usually mulls over before signing a rental agreement, all I wanted was to be outside and to be breathing some fresh air but to my surprise, Frank hurriedly lumbered his heavy frame across the room and circled back into me before offering me the open door.
