I wake for the creek of the door, standing up from my seat I look at him with a smile, It's almost gonna be 12 and only now he walks out.

"Done?," I ask rubbing my eyes with the back of my palm.

"Anna,” he bends low leaning his arms on his knees "I have to stay tonight,"

My smile disappears instantly "Ohh,"

"You can go back and rest," he pats my head while I look at him.

Go....back and rest? Didn't he tell me that driving home alone late at night is dangerous and he drives me every day after work.

Isn't it dangerous now and it's too late...