Third person's pov
It was nearly 9:30 pm when James and Mia were back in the car ready to go home. There was a pleasant silence among them. The radio was playing in the background and they both were humming to the tunes of the songs.
"This song reminds me of my childhood." James had a gentle smile on his face as if he was reliving those happy memories.
"It is a good song, it was Melissa's favorite! She used to listen to it all day and played it whenever she was missing Mom and Dad. It made no sense when she cried for them when they had no time for us." Mia huffed in anger before remembering she had said all of this out loud. She cursed under her breath and changed the song abruptly.
