Instead of him taking a turn driving with her; she decided to complete the drive even when he offered to take over for her. When they made it into the small town they hit the small general store first to gather up the rest of the supplies. She kept calling it her aunt’s place, well to her mother’s but it was her home now if she wanted it. On the drive up, as much as the vivid memory of finding her bloody and on death’s door she just couldn’t think of giving up on what she considered to be her second home.
When she parked out front of the general store it was next to the diner and it happened to be still opened.
“Hey, want to grab dinner while were here,” she says, “We can grab groceries afterwards.”
“Sounds good to me,” he says, “W
