With a gentlemanly gesture of invitation, he said, "Please."
Mia Ginger's eyes arched in a smile, and she didn't hold back. She walked toward the hall, remarking as she went, "Should we go outside for a look? You didn't happen to get me a car, did you?"
"..." Mason Sutton glanced at her, "You're quite perceptive."
"Really?"
"Keys." Mason Sutton handed the car keys directly to her.
Mia Ginger looked down, "An Audi?"
As they talked, the two of them left the house. The car was parked by the flower bed at the base of the steps, a white Audi TT with beautiful, smooth lines, looking especially striking in the sunset.
Mia Ginger pursed her lips and circled the car twice, happily saying, "Thanks, Brother Sutton."
"Mainly thank your dad."
"Thanks, Dad." Mia Ginger raised her eyes to take another look and asked him, "Uh, you drove this here, so how will you get back? Should I give you a ride?"
