VIOLETA
For the first time since I have been with Pablo, I am sitting behind the wheel, controlling it, and my husband has been snapping photo of me none stop, impressed by my driving skills in his Bentley. My husband is drained by this Huma, and I can only wonder what happened before he came, but I can see that whatever it is, it made him angry, which is why I decided to drive while he rests.
“You should drive more often, love. It is fascinating to watch,”
“Maybe it is about time I get my own car. I cannot be always in the same car as you when we go to work and when it is time to go home, I have to call a cab to take me to Mia’s school before we go home,” I say, pulling up in the driveway at our house.
“With so many cars we have, do you want a new car?” He asks, sounding surprised.
