CHAPTER 83

I drove. Drove for about a good hour, unaware of where we were going.

It was almost nine-thirty, and the road was growing emptier as it grew wider, and the landscape beside us grew more desolate. We were past Santa Clarita now, which meant more hills and mountains that surrounded us.

"You still don't know where we're going? At this rate, we could be going to Las Vegas by now-"

"-to elope? I mean we're already on the right track, Leslie." He replied with a smirk.

I...