An unwanted visitor.

The drive was slower than Anna would have preferred because Zade kept warning her to keep watch and yelping whenever she swerved. I wondered where she had learned how to drive, she held the wheels with certain confidence while I had never been in the driver’s seat.

He kept warning me to make a park and drive himself, I understand how unsteady he felt because it was very likely his first time he was being driven, and wasn’t used to sitting in the passenger seat. I buckled his seatbelt and told him to stay put but he still looked in pain and under torture. Anna had to drive calmly and carefully before he finally let her be.

We made one stop to buy Coco’s favorite muffin and then we drove straight home. They smelled nice and were tempting enough for us to make an unplanned stop.

“We should do this more often,” I said as we began to head home, I loved being outside. I also missed my husband, I wanted to go on a walk with him. I wanted to hold his hands a walk boldly in the street with