Unwanted Company

I slid into the front passenger seat the next evening. Roman was already seated in the back like he had been yesterday.

“Can we make a stop?” I asked. “I need to get some groceries from the store.” I glanced at Darius.

Darius’s eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, seeking Roman’s approval. Of course he needs permission.

“Why are you looking at me?” Roman said. “If she wants to go, she can. I'm n