"We're home!"
Hannah ran inside the apartment with excitement. She even forgot to place her shoes neatly on the shelf, busy giggling to herself.
But who cares about shoes? Hannah needed to do a room tour for Uncle Arthur!
Thankfully, her papa seemed to be in a good enough mood. He didn't scold Hannah--yet--and just silently took the new Mary Jane to be cleaned and put back inside the box. But there was a smile on his face, so Hannah wasn't too worried. She made little jumps in front of the foyer, waiting for their guest.
Who was frozen in place, in front of the closed door.
Thankfully, the drive was relatively safe. Arthur had decided that he might have misheard it, or it would end up with Eugene asking the car to stop on a random street. That helped him calm down and prevented a traffic accident from happening.
