Gary had already started to eat when I dropped into the chair next to him.
“You unpacked all four boxes?” he asked in disbelief.
“Yes, all four boxes,” I confirmed triumphantly as I surveyed the food in front of me. On the kitchen table, spread out in front of us, was a variety of sandwiches and salad. I selected one and placed it on my plate.
“Wow, that was quick,” he murmured as he took a bite of his sandwich.
“I hate moving,” I muttered as I dished up some salad onto my plate.
“At least everything is done,” he reminded me. He was right. Everything had been unpacked. The only thing I was still waiting for was my new car.
“And I don’t know why you’re complaining about moving. This was your idea, remember?” he reminded me.
It had been my idea. From the time I’d turned sixteen, I’d begun to develop a need for nature and the wilderness. This had coincided with my senses becoming more powerful.
So, here we were.
“When is my new car arriving?” I asked as I took a bottle of water from the table and opened it to pour into a glass.
“I phoned to check and they said it was on its way. They guaranteed it would be here before the end of today.”
I was so excited, I was like a little child on Christmas Eve and I couldn’t wait to open my presents.
“Are you looking forward to starting your senior year tomorrow?” Gary questioned.
I shrugged.
“Not really.”
I wasn’t excited about my senior year or starting a new school. It was simply a task that had to be completed. I hadn’t quite thought about what exactly I wanted to do once I graduated.
The thing was, I had more money than I could probably spend in a lifetime, so I had the time and money to take my time deciding.
When I’d gotten emancipated, I’d started learning about finances from Gary. It was crucial to keep track of how my inheritance was being invested and I’d learned a lot. Initially, Gary had sat in on the meetings with my financial advisors, but nowadays I held those meetings without him.
I’d spent most of my life going to private schools and I’d decided with my move to attend a public school for the first time. I might not have wanted to go, but I had no doubt it was going to be interesting.
I’d been told many times that I was attractive, and I had money, so most girls didn’t like me much. Guys tended to be intimidated by me and there weren’t a lot of guys who would take on someone who was as strong-willed as I was.
It didn’t matter to me. I didn’t need a man to define who I was.
I spent the rest of the day waiting anxiously for my new car to arrive as I flipped through the channels on my flat-screen in my room. There was nothing to watch.
I finally heard the faint sound of an engine and I bounced off my bed in excitement. My new car had arrived. I ran to the window in the upstairs lounge, but I couldn’t see anything from the window. I knew the truck was near. Like I said, I had really good senses.
I only had to wait for about five minutes before I saw the truck drive down the driveway headed to the house. It was still early enough to take it for a drive.
Gary was already waiting outside the front door when I joined him.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a girl get this excited about a car,” he remarked with a smile.
“Not every girl gets to drive a Maserati,” I shot back with a grin and he laughed.
“You going to take it for a drive now?” he asked.
“You even have to ask?” I replied as the truck pulled up in front of us.
The driver got out of the truck and gave me some documents to sign while another guy reversed my car out of the back.