After spending the whole day downtown with your husband, going here and there shopping and other things, you were both peacefully in the car. Simon drove calmly, with his left hand on the wheel and his right hand resting on your thigh, calmly breathing in the aroma of coffee from the already empty cups on the cup holder, and the mint aroma of the pine in the rearview mirror.

The heating was on, and the sky was softly illuminated with the lightning of the storm, the rain fell through the windows of the car while the windshield wiper intervened. The music on the radio was low, and the car engine calmed you down. Simon would snap his bones from time to time, a little tired...