He offered to drive her to her hair appointment and Nana Rita jumped in accepting before she could utter a word. Niki agreed after her Nana denied any role in the coincidence. Although this part of Durham wasn’t home, she felt a sense of homecoming every time she came to visit Louise and her family. Easing her arm from David’s, Niki noticed the flash of distaste across his face as he looked at the old storefront building. They’d just arrived; getting out he went around and opened her door. Glancing up the road, she wondered what he saw. This wasn’t his turf, hers either to be fair. She recognized a few owners sweeping the sidewalk in front of their establishments. There was a sense of pride, dignity, along with ownership in this area. No, the owners would never equal her companion’s financial success, but they held a wealth of history, richness in spirit that was just as strong, and compelling as any Fortune 500 CEO. David caught her glance and looked around. Smiling as he rubbed her arm.
