Chapter 83 Not Again

• Hendrix pulled up into something called a drive thru thirty minutes later. I could not help push up to stare as he put an order in. It was a few minutes to one and the hunger had begun clawing its way up. My nerves had my hands shaking and I pretended to be checking on Blue as a way to make myself busy. Blue was deep asleep, that still did not keep me from running my knuckle down his cheek. `
• We drove around the establishment, my interest peaked as I analysed everything. Hendrix paid then moved to the next window where they handed him a large paper bag. He turned and handed it to me. I quickly pushed forward to take it, sitting back down and placing it on the mat to turn again, taking another paper bag which was quickly getting wet. I set it down, the car moving again. I turned, looking around to see that we were leaving.
• “Please pass me the bottle of water,” Hendrix said, having me open the paper bags until I saw the bottles of water, giving him one then taking out the others and stashing them in the door cup holders.