Prim's POV:
We drove for two or three hours, I am not sure. Ollie was tight-lipped. I kept on asking her where we were going and why we had to use the freeway. Using the freeway meant that we were up for a long haul. Eventually, I gave up. I guess the scenic route helped my nerves.
As we went, the landscape was also changing. The houses became scarce, and she rolled the windows down. Ollie even asked me to choose the songs I wanted to play. I must say, she impressed me. My last long drive for the sheer pleasure of it and not because I had a client to meet elated me.
"You okay, Prim?"
"Hmmm?" I mumbled. I had the car seat at a forty-degree angle. That way, I was relaxed but not too relaxed to sleep. "What were you saying, Ollie?"
"Pretty good, huh?"
"Yeah," I assumed that she was tal
