The ride to the house was a very silent one, and as Ethan sat at the back of the steering, he didn't offer a word to Ruby. Constantly, he kept stealing at her, and found her face filled with guilt.
'Bullshit! the lady is an example of a witch,' his mind piqued him about that truth.
The grocery items were at the passenger side of the car, behind and he tried his best to think on how long it might carry them along because even if he had to leave the lady to starve, then, he was prepared for that. Nothing ached his mind as having to talk too much or do anything that was funny, especially in public, hell no! he doesn't want to give anything bad about his social image, many people hardly know him, nor his identity, and draw attention to himself right now will be bad.