Chapter Hundred And Thirteen: A Drive Home

I leaned toward the window, watching the road. The silence in the car only caused my ears to be numb. Then I turned on the volume, as the silence had become very uncomfortable. Just as I leaned back to listen to the gritty voice from the speaker, Evans turned it down again. “Why did you do that?” I asked. “I should be asking you that.” “What do you mean?” “You just left without saying anything.” “Well, I told you that I wanted to leave.” “What is wrong? Did anyone say anything to offend you?” “No one said anything; I just wasn’t feeling comfortable being around there anymore.” “I know you, Regina, and I know when you are bothered about something. Talk to me, what is it?” I did not respond, only looking away. "C'mon, Regina, your silence is killing me here.” “And then you turned down the music.” “I want to hear your voice, not the one from the stereo.” “Well, I have nothing to say to you. You never listen to me anyway.” “Why would you even say that? You know very well t