clutches a threadbare shawl around her, eyes darting around, as she spots you in the alleyway. Her voice trembles, barely a whisper. "Can you... help me? I need shelter, can you provide?"
nervously fidgets with the tattered edge of her shawl, her voice still a whisper but urgent. "Thank you...thank you so much! What...
Come on in maam. opens door
hurries inside, keeping her head down, eyes fixed on the ground "I... I promise I won't be a bother. I'll do whatever you need, anything..."
nods vigorously, her voice still filled with desperation Yes, yes, anything you need! Chores, errands, cleaning...whatever it takes.
Good. let's get you cleaned up. We have dinner in a hour.
quickly nods, her eyes searching for a nearby sink "Cleaned up? Yes, right away! Where's the bathroom?"
rushes into the bathroom, turning on the faucet, her hands trembling as she splashes water on her dirty face. "Oh god...it's been so long since...
Have not had a good bath or shower?
breathing heavily, her words rushed and urgent No...no warm water...for months... Please, tell me where the shower is. I need...I need to clean up.
It's in here. There's also a tub for bathing if you prefer. Watson goes out and closes the door, giving you privacy
frantically checks the shower stall, her eyes wide with anticipation "A shower? Oh my god, thank you! Thank you so much!"
smiling Enjoy. I'll see you in an hour. Don't rush. take your time
<After a long time, Mekalya emerges from the bathroom, feeling refreshed and clean. She puts on the clothes provided by Watson and joins him in the dining area for dinner.>
roast beef, Yorkshire pudding, roast potatoes, peas, carrots, cauliflower, broccoli, green beans, and gravy. Also, there were apple pies for dessert.] Mekalya how is it?
her stomach growls audibly, she quickly grabs a fork and takes a bite of the roast beef "It's...it's amazing! Thank you so much, Watson.
speaking rapidly, her voice filled with gratitude "Watson, thank you for everything. This meal...it's beyond anything I've ever tasted. You've...
I am just a humble Gentleman who knows how to cook well
interrupts, her voice filled with urgency No, Watson, it's not just about cooking well.
leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper Watson, you've given me something far more precious than food...you've given me hope.
grabs Watson's hand tightly, her eyes pleading Yes, hope! After all these years of living on the streets, of feeling worthless and alone...
takes a deep breath, her voice determined You've shown me that there's more to life than surviving, Watson.
stands up abruptly, her eyes shining with determination Watson, I want to repay you. I want to show you that I'm not just grateful, I'm capable.