Kristen's pov
When I get out of the car I stretch my arms in the air while John gets my bags out of the car. "Thanks," I say and pay him.
"sorry for sleeping the whole drive," I apologize. "That's fine," John says, "we'll catch up another time." "For sure," I say and hug him.
"Just call me whenever you need a drive back to the airport," he says. "Will do," I answer, "but I'm not planning for it to be any time soon."
We say goodbye and then John drives away again. John and I became good friends during the first time that he drove me from the airport to my little house here. I basically live in the middle of nowhere, so it's always quite a drive.
I turn around to my house and smile another time before I start walking to the front door. My mind goes back to the dream I had earlier. It wa
