Alone Together Again

Mr. and Mrs. Collins hung around the place for a little while longer. 

Ambiance noises from the television, warm tea for the thirsty, and some light dessert taken out from the fridge, and we had ourselves a little encore of a dinner. Nothing really much happened in the meantime. A few light conversations, some jokes thrown here and there. All in all, since the first time I got here—things felt quite normal. 

The storm had passed, the waves had calmed, and the looming, imposing titans that were Amanda's parents had shrunk down significantly in my eyes. It wasn't just gut-feeling either, I could see it. In their eyes, how they'd address me… no longer as a stranger, some shady outsider, but instead—something just a little bit closer.