Amy impatiently rapped her fingers on her leggings covered thighs. She was currently on her way to the gym with Stella who was currently driving. The older woman watched Amy who looked troubled from the get-go.
"Is everything okay dear?" There was evident worry in her tone.
"I'm fine", she responded absentmindedly.
Stella thought Amy was in a mood due to pregnancy hormones so she didn't push the matter and focused on driving.
The previous day's incident had thrown Amy off. Ian was a healthy nineteen year old young man but never in a million years did she think he would disrespect his grandmother like that. He was mostly quiet but very kind, like Stella, but not that.
