Where to?

Not that she would receive an answer even if she asked. She rose and got changed. Then, when they reached the front door, Brendan removed his scarf and wrapped it around her neck.

They left.

Deirdre was a little uneased by the gesture. She waited for a while before removing the scarf and holding it in her hand.

After a while, she heard him announce, “We’re here.” He removed his seatbelt, and Deirdre followed.

They were in some bustling place. She could hear traffic and crowds of people all around her, so they had to be in the middle of a busy street. He caught her hand and said, “I’ll lead you.”

Brendan displayed unprecedented patience. With her in tow, he weaved through the sea of people, her confusion growing and her mind going blank. Then, finally, she heard someone say, “Welcome!”

They had entered some kind of shop.

“Where are we?” she asked, feeling confused. He was not acting like himself today.

“You’ll know in a while.”

It did not take a while. She mere