*Rosie Fay-Donovan*

The entire drive back home was excruciating, to say the least. Archie didn’t utter a single word to me, and I didn’t try to engage in a conversation with him either. I saw his fingers clenching the steering wheel every once in a while, but I didn’t try to find out what was going through his mind.

If anything, I just wanted to get away from him. I wanted to curse at myself for ever thinking, even for a brief second, that he had suggested we go home ...