"Hey- Lise- come with me to the car. I got some stuff for....for the kids...and since I ran into you and all...uhm...you could take it with you." He didn't seem to want to get away from me as I had feared. And why did he still go Christmas shopping for my children? "I don't know...I really gotta go...I'm running late..." Yes, yes, you are. Don't you the fuck dare and get into a small confined space with him. You have plans...remember? Michael's hand had grabbed mine and he pulled me along. So against my better judgment I ended up in his SUV.