Seraphina's POV
It was finally Thanksgiving break. A break from all of the school stress. A break from the long school session that would finally allow me to see my father.
A needed break.
The cab I took drove steady on the road, as if he was trying not to rush through his job. The driver hummed loudly as the soft jazz song played on the radio, his fingers were tapping the steering as he enjoyed the rhythm. I didn't mind the fact that he took his time, but the way he drove made me miss the house more.
I rested my face on the cool window and watched as the tall buildings and businesses went by. The streets were crowded with people, some holding suitcases like I earlier held on the street, others were either dragging grocery bags filled with ingredients for the thanksgiving dinner or we're in a hurry to get somewhere. Regardless, it felt like the whole city was preparing for something.
And I was preparing for the warm welcome at home.
