"Not really. I live nearby and usually go to home by walk."
Alarm bells started to ring inside the mind, but Prakash didn't pay attention.
"Let me give you a lift."
Anne thought about something, then agreed unsurely.
Prakash drove closely to the entrance. Anne sat into the car, locked the seatbelt and said thanks
with her soft smile.
Prakash was confused, excited and depressed all in the same time. The most frightening was that
he didn't felt strangeness of the young woman whose name he barely remembered.
"Can we turn the music on?" Anne tried to break the awkward silence.
"Sure." Prakash pressed the CD button.
Anne looked surprised.
"You know, I also like this song performed by Carmen Cuesta more than performed by Sting."
It was Prakash's turn to be amazed.
"For me there is another such song. Have you heard "Fields of Gold" performed by Eva
Cassidy?"
"It is in my phone playlist right now."
Prakash and Anne looked each at other with some disbelief.