"Hmm, I guess it's not what I think then, it's all good."
"What?!"
"I believe you! Nitwit" she muttered. "Come, let me serve you some tea." She walked towards the kitchen to make some tea for him.
"Er.. I'm still tied to the chair." He reminded her.
"Oh, yeah that's right." She quickly came and untied him. While they drank the tea, they had a little chit-chat concerning how much they hated Tricia. "If you're making this all up, just know I'll come for you! And I'll kill you. I promise you that."
"It's not made up. I'm serious, everything I told you is nothing but the truth. It's getting late, and I need to head back. I still have a long journey ahead of me."
"Yeah, sure. Goodbye." Grace relaxed on her chair as she watched Shaun walk out of her van. Shaun had to find his way and tra
