We got into the car and we lodged in a hotel room—I didn't know where because I was lost in my own thoughts about what just happened.
We got in, showered, and got something to eat.
"What would you love to eat? I know it's been a while since we have spent time together."
"I feel bad that it happened because I needed to save you from a disaster you were about to create." She said and I was not ready for the conversation yet.
"No, thanks for coming after me. I appreciate that."
"Have you ordered something to eat yet?" I tried shoving the conversation away.
"Yes, I don't know if you will like what I ordered. If it's something you don't like, just mange it. I did not plan to come and help you though," She said.
"C'mon! You are now acting like you were being forced to come help me and that's not the case."
