Follow him

You hesitate for a moment, unsure if she should. But then your curiosity got the better of you and you nod. “Okay, Show me.”

He leads you back out into the hallway and stops outside another door. “This is it,” he said before pushing it open and gesturing for you to enter.

You step past him and into the room. It was smaller than you had expected, with just enough space for a single bed and a small desk in the corner. There was a bookshelf above the desk, filled with textbooks and a few well-read paperbacks. A poster of a famous basketball player was on the wall above the bed.

“It's nice,”

He grinned back at you. “Thanks,” he said. “I like it.”

You walked further into the room, looking around curiously, noticing a photo on the desk and walked over to take a closer look. It was a picture of Tyrone with his arm around a pretty young girl. They were both smiling happily at the camera.

“Who's this?” you ask, picking up the photo.

Tyrone walked over to stand next to you. “That's my girlfriend, Naomi,” he said.

You looked at him in surprise. “Oh,” feeling a pang of disappointment. “I didn't realise you had a girlfriend.”

He nodded. “Yeah, we've been dating for a few months now,” he said proudly.

“That's lovely,” putting the photo back down.

He looks at you curiously. “Do you have a partner?” he asked.

You shake your head. “No, I'm divorced.”

He looks at you sympathetically. “I'm sorry,” he said quietly.

“It's okay, These things happen.”

He nodded and you both stand in silence for a moment, looking at the photo. You couldn't help but feel a little jealous of Naomi. She was a beautiful young girl and she had Tyrone. You shook your head, trying to clear your thoughts. You're being ridiculous.

“Well, We should get back to your grandma. She'll be wondering where we are.”

Tyrone looks up at you. “Yeah, you're right,” he said before leading you back out of the room and down the hallway.

As you walk, you couldn't shake the feeling of disappointment. You had enjoyed looking around the caravan and spending time with Tyrone but you couldn't deny that you were a little jealous of his girlfriend. He was half your age and you barely knew him. But as you stepped back into the living area, you couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if things were different. If you were younger, if you didn't have your children to think about. But you pushed the thoughts away and smiled at Tyrone's grandma.

You smile back before turning to his grandma. “I was wondering, if there was anything I could do to help out around here. Any jobs that need doing or anything?”

The old woman thought for a moment before shaking her head. “I don't think so,” she said.

"But if you want, you could take Tyrone out somewhere. He deserves a break.”

You look across at Tyrone in surprise. He was looking down at his coffee again, a light blush across his cheeks. “Oh, I don't know,"

But the old woman shook her head. “Nonsense,” she said firmly. “He works so hard. He needs a break and some fun.”

You could feel yourself biting your lip, unsure of what to do. You look across at Tyrone again but he wasn't looking at you.

Do you accept the old woman's proposal?