We had reached our destination or something close.
I waited patiently in the car. I don't know where Andrew has been for so long. All I knew was that he said, "Wait here, I'll have something to take." Those were Andrew's last words.
Before I could ask anything, Andrew walked out of the car and walked toward the elevator. I sat in the car in the parking lot of his apartment.
'Did Andrew go to the apartment because he had something to bring? Was it a gift for his parents?'
It was a possibility as I had forgotten to prepare the gifts. I wonder what the gifts might be? But maybe, just maybe I was getting ahead of myself.
When I think about it Andrew had already said that he had brought gifts. I looked back in the car, but I could not see anything. 'Yes, he went there to get the gifts.'
