The early morning light streamed through the car windows as I navigated the familiar route towards the city. Beside me, Chris sat quietly, his gaze fixed on the passing scenery but his mind elsewhere, burdened by the weight of our impending meeting with Mitch's lawyer friend and the crazy changes that happened during the last 24 hours.
The silence between us was broken by the familiar chime of my phone. Glancing at Chris for a moment, I asked him to pick up the call from Kay, her voice coming through the speaker as a welcome interruption in our tense atmosphere.
"Hey Sweetie, I hope you're okay? Were you able to rest?"
"Hey Kay, we're hanging there, not much, so we started our drive early, we're in the car, almost in the city. You're on speaker by the way."
"Hi Kay, thank you for your concern, and your help in this." Chris added.
