Damian had one hand resting on the steering wheel, the other casually draped over Racheal’s knee, giving her reassuring squeezes every now and then.
He glanced at her from time to time, his earlier frustrations melting further away with each passing minute. For the first time today, his shoulders didn’t feel so heavy.
In the backseat, Jamal had pulled out a small handheld game console, completely immersed in whatever brightly colored world was flashing on the screen.
His small fingers tapped furiously against the buttons, his brow furrowed in concentration as his tongue peeked out from the corner of his mouth. Damian chuckled at the sight through the rearview mirror.
But soon, the peace in the car was shattered by an unexpected outburst from the back.
“Come on, you stupid thing! Why t
