The ride lasted a while. At some point, I began to think this Kena had other motives.
Of course, I gave him the address, locating Mara's address wasn't such a hard deal if only he weren't stopping at different intervals, tilting his phone this minute, typing on it the next.
By the time we got to Hawkins Boulevard, the streets were virtually empty, except for a few cars passing by hundreds of minutes apart. I shoved off the jacket before we got closer to her apartment, else Mara would taunt me for a long time for being in Kena's jacket.
Mara stood in front of her apartment awaiting me, she wasn't in her usual silk hair bonnet, the one that never left her head else it was getting washed, she had even joked about being buried in that particular one.
I agreed with her at some point; it w
