You and Vivian sat at dinner. You both watched as Amanda came got a plate, smiled, and left. The dinner was the nicest ones you had in a long time the cook came out with dessert. Some sort of chocolate fondue with whip cream and white chocolate shavings. It was served chilled and melted perfectly in your mouth. 

"I always wanted to drive a sports car. Fast and small, going around turns and corners barely keeping it to the road. I know a lot of muscle cars Aston martin, Lamborghini, corvette, BMW 328 Hommage, Audi RSQ, Saleen S7, Koenigsegg CCR I wanted anything fast that could get me away from the family I was adopted by." Vivian's eyes got a little watery. "Now that they're gone I don't feel bad. I feel empty." She wipes her eyes. "I'm glad to have you. But I still feel empty. What do we do now?"