We pull ourselves together when Brian says that we are close to his house. I roll down the window to get some air and notice that the neighborhood we are in is beyond beautiful. All the houses are nicely spaces and freaking huge. Definitely not something in used to coming from a trailer park in Alabama.
"These houses are amazing, Brian"
The car comes to a stop in the drive way of the last and biggest house. Tim comes around and opens the door.
"Brian, your house is gorgeous."
I look at the house up and down in awe. Suddenly, I feel self-conscious about being here. Feeling like the help, my hands tug on my greasy work clothes while he isn't looking.
"Thank you, I try" He says in a nonchalant way.
I look back at him, making a face. Even though he doesn't catch my gesture, Brian sees th
