THIRD PERSON'S POV
Lucy dropped her tablet and rolled down the window. The streets were busy this morning, but Clinton was a good driver, and he knew how to maneuver without issues.
“Ma’am, the dust level today is high. You shouldn't lower your window,” Clinton said to Lucy.
Lucy's lips curved up in a little smile. “You are right, Clinton, but these days I realize how much I have let life move past me. It's okay to enjoy little things too… I mean, everyone is walking around without worrying about the dust level.” She chuckled.
Clinton smiled. “You are right, ma'am, but you are different. You are the owner of one of the top law firms; a lot of lives depend on you.”
Lucy looked away, her eyes back onto the street.
Clinton was right; she was different. She had forgotten to actually l
