Victoria sat in the car silently as the three drove towards the airport. After a lot of convincing, she finally gave up with a tired sigh.
The lush green trees seemed to wave her goodbye while the waters in the ponds cried heavily as the car drove further away until they were out of sight.
The retro music coming from the radio filled the silent air, as no one spoke.
Watching from the corner of her eye, she saw Malcolm bobbing his head to the music, his hands stopping the steering wheel.
At least someone's in a joyful mood, she scowled.
Turning her back to him, head resting out the window, she relinquished in the wind's feeling, caressing her face like how a man would caress his lover's body.
She wanted to get rid of those thoughts. Love brought her to this predicament.
"You're acting like a child," said Will, breaking the silence, his breathing even, eyes closed.
