I look in the Side mirror, and it looks anything but talking. It looks more like they are arguing. Hands flying in the air to the point Rose is holding on to one of Jack’s arms to stop him. Just as I am about to open the door, Damian looks to the car. “Don’t get out the car please, or I will kill him.” He says through our mind link. “What’s going on?” I ask him. “It’s hard to explain, but I will later when we are alone.” A few more minutes are passing, and he walks to the car sitting in the driver’s seat, breathing heavily, in rage, gripping the wheel. I put my hand on his and can feel him slightly relax under my touch. I don’t know what they been arguing about, but he is very mad, in fact he is fuming, and I am wondering if he is going to lose his cool. He usually seems very much in contr
