Axel insisted that we take his personal car. I had originally objected. I ran here, I can run back. But with Lottie and her luggage, it wasn't an option.
I wasn't really comfortable taking my future brother in laws car, but then, I saw it.
A candy apple red, 1969 Boss mustang. My jaw literally hit the floor and is still hanging open.
She is beautiful from her glossy paint job to her white wall tires. Maybe he won't get it back.
She purrs like a kitten when I drive her. Obviously it wants me to keep her.
But he wants Lottie to keep it, that way she has a car to travel around in while they are apart. Maybe she will let me borrow it.
Saying Goodbye to Eliza was hard and judging by how quiet the car ride has been so far, Lottie knows exactly how I feel.
Although it makes for a really de
