He rang Emma’s bell, and when she opened the door, she already had her purse and jacket. The hot weather from the last couple of weeks had all but disappeared.
“Hey,” he said, leaning in to kiss her cheek. “Are we late?”
“No. I just want to get this over with.”
“If it stresses you out, why go?”
She shook her head and walked down the stairs. “I love my family. I want to spend time with them, but sometimes it takes a lot out of me. I don’t know how to describe it.”
She unlocked the car door and he grabbed her hand. “Let me drive.”
“I’m capable of driving.”
“I know. I like to drive. And I want to get a feel for your car in case you have other problems.”
She sighed but handed him the keys before climbing in the passenger side. He tossed the lights over the seat and settled in.
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