Rosalynn playfully remarked, “You know the city so well. Did I accidentally recruit a volunteer tour guide today?"

Lyndon offered a smile.

"Yes, because I..."

He paused, a smile playing on his lips as he continued, “I've been here quite often. Skrix is familiar to me."

Rosalynn noticed a fleeting sadness in his eyes. She surmised he might be reminiscing about his late girlfriend.

They had probably explored every nook and cranny of the city together.

She felt a pang of sympathy.

Had Rosanna been alive, they would surely have been a happy couple.

At that moment, her phone interrupted her thoughts. It was Brian.

"Hello," she answered.

“Where are you?"

"Outside."

“Meet for lunch?"

Was Brian suggesting Lunch together?

After pondering briefly, Rosalynn declined, "No, I have other commitments today."

She craved a day of ease and preferred not to encounter him.

Being in his presence often stirred up unpleasant memories.

Then, abruptly, Lyndon's phone rang. He equipped a Bluetooth earpiece and took the call.

His deep, resonant voice filled the car.

Feeling Brian's pause, Rosalynn inquired, "Anything else? I gotta go."