A hesitant offer
When he offered to help, I couldn’t help but question whether he was sincere or if it was just another ruse. “Are you serious?” I asked, studying his expression carefully. He nodded, a flicker of determination crossing his face. “Alright,” I said, handing him the mop, “let’s see what you’ve got.” He took it hesitantly, uncertain but willing. In that moment, choosing to support him felt far more constructive than meeting him with doubt.
A Hesitant Offer
An awkward start
He attempted it, but his grip was clumsy, and the mop slipped awkwardly in his hands. “This is harder than it looks,” he muttered, frustration etched across his face. We continued in silence, the steady swish of the mop the only sound between us. Slowly, his movements began to find a rhythm—a small but noticeable sign of progress in an unexpected way.
An Awkward Start
