On the Lido deck, at half-past five,
Anya was impressed that Alvin woke her up and brought her out to watch the sunrise as she missed the sunset because of him. Seeing her laugh at him, Alvin was standing cold as arctic ice and ignored her teasing questions.
"Alvin Matthews could be considerate too. Is this west? I guess the sun rose in the west today. Did Alvin Matthews change or am I blessed today?..." And so on.
He was always considerate of her. Wasn't he?
He didn't want her to be filled with awful experiences and return home. Since she was admiring the sunset, he thought she might like sunrise and have a moment she could recall with a smile. She doesn't know how to cherish it. With his hands in the pocket, he looked east. He pretended like ignoring her but his attention was still on her, her voice, her giggles.
