Driving through my neighborhood, Kynan and I didnt talk much, I guess already drained over the day. Occasionally I looked back at Kynan, who was actually sitting in the back seat of my car, with the front passenger seat folder over so he could properly stretch out. I smirked, thankfully it wasnt a long drive as I caught Kynan fidgeting from time to time, or trying to angle his head so it was no longer rubbing against the ceiling. . I was keen to just relax once wed gotten home but as I saw Chers car already in the garage I feared that this time I may not be able to sneak Kynan past her.
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