I Was About to Marry My Mistress, 30 Years Younger Than Me.
We quickly placed Leo into the back seat of the vehicle.
He immediately curled up into a tight ball against the side of his safety seat, holding onto a small stuffed animal.
I climbed into the front passenger seat and slammed the door shut.
Rebecca started up the car engine.
Neither of us said a single word for almost a full minute as we pulled away.
Finally, I pulled the black USB drive out of my pocket.