Visiting prisoners (1)
It was mid-afternoon, and Talia wanted to do one more thing before the pack run.
Damon didn't understand why she wanted to visit the dungeon, but he went with her because there was no way he will let her out of his sight.
It was a warm afternoon. Talia opened the window of Damon's black armored Lexus SUV, and she stuck her head outside, enjoying the wind that was amplified by the movement of the car.
Damon watched Talia's bright smile as her hair fluttered wildly behind her, and he hoped that she will be able to smile like that forever. She was laughing and squealing while trying to catch butterflies as they drove next to them, and Damon loved that such simple things could make her happy.
Eventually, the car took a turn on a side road that was not used often, and the ride became bumpy, so Talia got back inside to sit properly.
"Is Lisa gone from the dungeon?", Talia asked Damon.