What Gave it Away?

And Who Said I Wasn't

"So, where are we going?"

"I feel like going to the cemetery at 3 AM would be a little scary,"

"Even for you?"

"Even for me," he nods, laughing, "Although the times I sat at a cemetery at 3 AM I don't think I was in the right state of mind,"

"We've all been there, it's not exactly a fun situation,"

"Why aren't you asking me anything?" He asks, taking his eyes off the road to look at me for a second.

"I don't want you to tell me something you're not comfortable with talking about,"

"If I were you I'd be dying of curiosity,"

"And who said I wasn't,"