Francis' hands on the steering wheel tightened as he stared at Joe through the mirror; the little boy was staring innocently at his mum and through Hillary’s expression, he figured out the woman must be Camelia.He turned his attention back to the road while Hillary remained fidgeted on her seat. She cleared her throat lightly, wishing she could shut Joe's mouth. She never expected him to say that despite knowing how blunt he could be for his age. “It's just a friend,” she stammered, unable to look into the eyes of Francis. “Get some rest, Joe,” she patted his head, “Remember the ice cream I promised you.”This brought a smile to his face and he nodded happily, taking the posture of sleeping. Not long after, his light snores could be heard and only then did Hillary address the issue.“I saw Camelia in the plane,” she started, trying to be as nonchalant as she could. “Funny how we sat beside each other,” she chuckled half heartedly.“She looked different,” Hillary stopped to see Franc
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