One street, a whole day didn't finish exploring.
In the afternoon, the snow stopped, and there was a thick layer on the ground.
"Let's call it a day; I really can't walk anymore," Rhonda Ford said, carrying a lot of food bought along the way. Both of them were carrying too much to handle, so they decided to head back.
The Heritage Expo is quite close to Sinclair Private Hospital, so Rhonda called a ride-sharing service and said, "Let's go to the hospital first. Didn't you buy something for Professor Sinclair? Last time he drove you home, you can thank him."
"But won't we look odd going like this?" Shea Thorne hesitated. She did buy something for Milo Sinclair, but dressed like this, she could fit in here; at the hospital, she would be eccentric!
She intended to visit him, but something felt off. What if Milo Sinclair doesn't have an aesthetic sense and says she looks like she's performing opera?
She didn't want her good mood to be ruined by him.
