The next day, Katelina was forced to confront reality. Jorick did his best to bundle her through the house quickly and outside, to where the silver car was still parked in the driveway. She stared at the vehicle with horror, but Jorick didn't seem to notice her reaction and climbed into the driver's seat. He shut the door loudly and she cried, "You can't be serious."
His voice washed through her mind, "Of course I'm serious. We need a car and, look, here's a car. Now get in"
"Stop that." She banged on the driver's window, until he wound it down. "I'm not riding in there."
Jorick sighed and she felt his irritation prickle her. "Katelina, we need to buy your food. I can walk to town and fetch it back, but since I can't fly it would take all night. Now, get in, so we can go."
"But-"
"Get
