"Where are we exactly heading, dad?" Greyson asked in the middle of the ride. 

Being this close with Garren again is enough to make me anxious. So I'm here in my seat and trying my best to make the slightest gestures. 

Gladly, Greyson is here to ease the tension in the air.

"Picnic Grove. It's an hour ride from here," Garren answered. "You'll have a lot of fun there."

The depressing silence returned as Greyson went back to playing with his iPad.

"Have you ever been to a picnic before?" Garren blurted out all of a sudden.

See? This is what I'm talking about. He initiates conversation with me, something...