Chapter eighty tbree

"Why did you do that?" Abigail asked when they were in the car.

Claire was seated at the window. She was viewing the landscape. Somehow they brought her some peace. She hadn't seen a bare stretch of land. It had all been bare lands.

Claire didn't feel.like explaining herself to anyone. She was feeling so lonely. No one could understand how she felt. A lone tear threatened to slip off her eyes but she held it in.

The car felt stuffy and she rolled the glass down. The air rushed into the car, giving her a breath of air. She could finally breathe normally.

After multiple sighing through her nose, the car finally came to a stop. She had been so lost in thought, she didn't realise they had reached the place.

She looked confused. What were they doing there? "Why are we here?" She turned her head just in time to see Abigail coming down from the car.

She held the car door in her right hand, looking into the car. Her look says it all.

Just great! She would have to trek to the village. But