“When would you want to stop by the shelter?” he asked.
She looked up at him, still glued to his side and a hand on his chest. “I thought..we were going there right now? Unless you have to go do something..”
“Oh! N-now? That’s. Spontaneous.”
He paused, but then smiled, and nodded.
“Sure. Come on, it’s actually not too far…”
Jack Maple 