Hitchhikers And Highways|✔️

NINETEEN

"WHERE ARE you going?"

The question was like a bullet to her soul, perfectly penetrating any armour she once had up against her rattling heart.

"I'm not."

Grace didn't look him in the eyes, she couldn't bear to, she didn't want to see the confusion morph to realisation and then inevitably, pity.

"I was just planning on finding a random gas station, leaving a note and bolting."

"For how long, Grace? Would you be running your whole life? Alone?"

Walter meant well but even he could hear the evident condescending tone laced in his concern.

Grace just scoffed and rolled her eyes towards the ceiling as she dabbed them with her fingertips, refusing to face him as she spoke "You were going to do the same thing, right?"

His gaze sunk to the floor as he realised the futile plan he had given himself "I guess I didn't really think about it."

"So what, I'm the mess because I thought my plan through?"

"I never called you a mess."

"You didn't need to."