Never Truly Alone

The next morning, I found Darius in the kitchen. He was scrubbing his coffee mug, his sleeves pushed up over his strong forearms. It was a simple, everyday task, but it looked strange on a man who seemed more like a soldier than a houseguest. I knew he must be bothered by now. He had been stuck in my box-like house for days, doing absolutely nothing. A man like that liked action which he wasn't ge