Marilyn was stiff. It felt very out of place to have Gerald so close to her, driving her to whatever restaurant he had in mind. She didn’t care how fancy the restaurant would be. It was weird to sit by Gerald at such close range.
Gerald’s eyes occasionally fell on her as he drove. He wondered what to tell her to start a conversation because he knew that she was uncomfortable.
‘Ahem,’ Gerald cleared his throat to call her attention to him as he noticed that she was lost in thought.
‘Are you okay?’ He asked her when she turned around to look at him.
‘Sure,’ Marilyn lied.
She was not okay at all. She wished she had not been in that car at that moment.
‘Where are we going to?’ She asked him, just to start a conversation, because she knew where they were headed already from the navi
