We were at the bridge crossing it, I sat inside the car with him beside me. I directed the driver giving her the exact descriptions on how to reach my house with out problems since it's been a little bit long since she left.
The water was very still as very few canoes could be seen with some men controlling it.
"When you are at the main spot you let me know so I can give you the next instruction to follow," I said in a very light tone.
"Alright then," he replied gazing at me through the rear mirror.
Since we started the ride, I've barely heard a word from him. He acted like his presence was invalid as he did not offer a word to me.
We had been on the road for over thirty minutes now yet we have not arrive the house.
"Is the place still far?" he asked, talking to me for the first time since we entered his car.
"Yes, the house is still far," I replied truthfully.
