Diana leaned into the car seat as the driver sped through the highway, accelerating to her father's house. Home. ',I've sure missed this place, the scenery, the food and most of all, friends', Diana thought to her self as she looked through the windows and watched the trees and buildings disappear before her sight as new ones came to view. "The weather is perfect for a quick window shopping don't you think Marcus?" she asked the driver. The driver just nodded out of courtesy. Marcus's action didn't faze Diana as he spoke less than hundred words in a day if one were to count. She remembered that much about him.
The rest of the drive was something Diana couldn't remember as she let sleep wash over her.
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