When he could, Paul would leave the building he was to manage in the city, and drive way out to the country where he and Kushi owned a house.
Kushi loved to stay there with her mother, claiming that it was so good for their daughter, Priya, to breathe clean air.
When Kushi came to town, she had her entourage; her mother, her brother, a friend or two. They would gather around Paul, and go everywhere together.
Everything was a family excursion, from going to the supermarket to a playground, to a movie.
Paul had a family. A full family for the first in his life. He loved every second.
Because he had the money, and they didn’t, he felt as if he owned them.