Lincoln was staring at the ground, his hands resting on the hood of his car as he waits for Samantha to come out of their house. The air was chilly. He can tell the rain would fall soon.
He knew very well that never in a million years his mom and dad would accept Samantha as his wife or girlfriend. His mother even made a way back then to get rid of the lady on the frame of him and Tiffany. But now that she's back, he got no plans on letting her slip off of his hands.
After almost half an hour of waiting, Samantha finally stepped out. Dragging a piece of luggage with her while carrying a sling bag as she approached him. She looks worried. Her eyes filled with hesitation when giving Lincoln little stares.
