Not a word was spoken in the car.
They usually talked and laughed and had all kinds of discussions. But this time, Jack got in, clicked on the radio, made it loud enough to drown the silence.
As they drove Paula knew this would be the last time she would be with Jack.
It hurt, but in a distant way. Like standing in a graveyard, looking at tombstones for people who died many years ago.
As he reached her gate, she opened the door, smiled, sprang out and ran into her house.
She intended to run to her bedroom and go into an emotional breakdown, but her mother called to her.