That was a close call. I reverse back and continue driving. As I enter the market, already feeling uncomfortable. I have never liked walking alone anywhere I go. I chose to come alone this time because I thought I was already abusing Maria too much; she does everything for me, and I believe that this surprise task for Hunter must be done on my own.

The girl at the cash register looks at my ID card to check my age. She smiles at me. Oh, how nice it is when people smile at you, even when it’s just while reviewing my ID card.

I stash my groceries in the Maserati’s...