Shadow POV
Pip had something on her mind; I could tell from her sporadic singing, unfinished songs, and tendency to do only the chorus. It wasn't like the other day, when her voice sounded happy; this time, a couple of songs tugged at my heartstrings, like she was crying through them.
I hope not.
Did the café incident upset her that much?
It was a concern.
Was it a nightmare?
It's hard to know, especially as I get to know the woman who will one day be my wife.
The ride itself was good, with lots of winding roads that kept it interesting; nothing's worse than riding a straight line, or close to one, for miles on end, even in a car; it gets boring. You need the scenery to change and roads with lots of curves to stay interested, and they help with focus; straight roads have around sev
