Stella glanced at the woman in her passenger seat. She could not help but worry upon noticing how spaced out Amy was and the way she had been tapping her foot from the moment they left the library. She honestly left Amy in a good mood after the book discussion but now, what was worrying this girl again?
"Is everything okay, dear?" She asked. Amy jolted in her seat, suddenly snapped out of her worried thoughts.
"Huh?"
"Is everything okay? Did something happen?"
"I'm expecting some news." Her voice was quiet when she spoke.
She knew how ambiguous her statement was but she also knew Stella would draw her own conclusions; conclusions she would not bother correcting because her mind was on Dylan. He had already caught a flight back to New York.
