“That sounds like a great idea.”
So he cut over a couple of streets so they’d have a straight shot to his apartment complex. It was a good fifteen minutes from the restaurant to there, however, a drive that was spent in companionable silence. Jenny stared out the car window, watching the streets flash by. Colin wondered how strange and foreign it must feel to her, to someone who’d grown up in a place as tiny as Jerome. Had she not traveled at all? No, she’d made a few comments that seemed to indicate she went into Phoenix from time to time, but clearly she was still not used to urban sprawl, to block after block of car dealerships and grocery stores and check cashing places and all the other “conveniences” of big city life.
After he’d pulled into his parking space and turned off the car,
