It'll have to wait till after we're done in Richmond. What time is it now?"
"One forty-five." says Sarah.
"We have plenty of time", says Carl. "How does it feel being behind your own steering wheel again, Chris."
"Heavenly. How does it feel being my passenger?"
"Different."
"You are no longer in control, Carl", says Sarah, gloating.
"I never was."
"You can sure say that again"
"Just have a look at those palaces", says Carl as we are passing the fabled row of mansions on Vancouver's Southwest Marine drive. Jesús appears to have nothing to contribute to the conversation and is completely engrossed in his phone.
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