CONNIE.

    “ wherever you want to go, sam! i don’t care. “ connie’s face
    managed to light up quite a lot since no one had really wanted
    to take her out of the house. “ i’ll go get my purse and tell chris
    to keep an eye on harrison. “ she did that quickly and returned
    in the blink of an eye.

    “ shall we? “

      the wait is brief. connie returns much sooner than sam expected,
      but it doesn’t dampen the sunshiny attitude that begins to unveil
      on his face. he opens the door for her ( knowing it’d be well-locked
      once he closed it since he’s frequented this area, ) & gestures her
      to leave first. “after you,” the dimples become prominent.

        his car is parked in front of her home, a nice clean car to match
       with sam’s relatively clean appearance.