STay
She doesn't bother to glance in my direction, instead keeping her gaze focused on the ribbon of dark road beyond the windshield.
Lips pressed tightly together, I reply, "Yup."
Thankfully, it's not far.
No more than two minutes pass by before she pulls abruptly into a parking space in front of the restaurant. Woozy from the manic drive over, my legs shake as I exit the vehicle.
Once we're seated at a small table and my stomach begins to settle, I glance at the menu. The waitress delivers two glasses of water before taking our order and disappearing again.
Now that there's nothing else to focus our attention on, Sammy and I glance warily at each other. She drums her fingertips on the table