>>>Ivy’s POV<<<
“We can’t tell you how much we appreciate this.” Harvas said, as we started down the road sitting behind the sweet elderly couple.
I just couldn’t wait to get to where we were going so I could be away from these people. I knew Harvas was nothing good, and they seemed like lovely and decent people. The first few minutes of the car ride, the lady tried to make polite conversation, but whenever she would ask me something, Harvas would answer for me, and it was always some made-up lie. After about ten minutes, we were on some really backwoods country road where there weren't any houses I could see. The lady, who didn’t offer her name and I don’t really blame her, was going on about how beautiful it was here in the fall when suddenly Harvas reached over and
