Tom's restlessness at the backseat plus the noises that followed as he shifted about, was beginning to annoy Lisa again.
Why couldn't he just sit comfortably without shifting about? Does he have a sore in his butt or something?
She looked at the back seat through the rearview mirror and her cold eyes met his.
For about three seconds, they both stared at each other without saying a word.
She was the first to break eye contact to focus on the road.
"Germ—" Before he could say her name, he was interrupted by the sudden brake of the car.
"We're here." She announced to him.
He looked out the window and saw the really tall and magnificent blue and white building.
It had been years since he last came here and it was as if nothing changed.
Back then, the Park's apartment had been the best in the city, if not in the country.
