Hilla got into the car and looked at Bruce sitting next to her, asked curiously, "You are going with me?"
She could drive there by herself. She was more independent and could take care of herself now.
"Yes, I don't feel at ease if I don't go."
Bruce said indifferently, concentrated on the road in front of him.
Hilla pointed to Horton behind him and asked curiously, "Why does he want to go with you?"
She had thought that Horton happened to come over to deliver something to her. Indeed, he had just stuffed a large box into the trunk, and she did not know what it was.
Horton smiled calmly under Hilla's inquiring gaze. That pair of golden-rimmed glasses perfectly matched with his reserved air.
Hilla always thought that Horton was gentle, but why she felt creepy now at his smile?
"I'm also taking a day off today. I want to see the countryside. I heard that there are many left-behind elders. I just try to give them some care, as a good deed."
