#Chapter42
Even though he's much less nervous than he was before, I can still see the tension in him as he drives us to some restaurant.
/"Some day I will leave this town and go somewhere nice and warm and not as much of a shithole as this./" he says while driving.
/"Maybe somewhere where there's a nice, beautiful beach./" I continue with his fantasizing. /"I would take a walk every morning with the dog I would have and just watch the waves, washing away everything that happened yesterday./"
I glances at me and slowly starts to nod.
/"But not somewhere too crowded, just better than this shit./" he says.
