Soon, they were back in the car, and Ben immediately drove toward a specific destination.
Because Nina seemed so immersed in memories today, Ben remembered an address from a copy of Vivian's ID. Without telling her, he steered the car in that direction.
Nina was absorbed in the music and didn't notice him turning onto a road near her old neighborhood.
Ben slowly pulled over across from a well-maintained, tidy Dutch-colonial style house. A large tree in the yard made it seem peaceful.
"I'm going to grab something from the store," Ben said, spotting a small shop across the street. His real intent was to ask about the house.
"Okay," Nina answered absently, glancing out the window.
Before Ben could open his door, Nina gasped, her body sliding down as if to hide below the dashboard.
"Nin
