She took her hand back, shouldering her bag. "Let's." Fine, if he wasn't going to say much then she'd do all the talking. Once they were in her truck.
For once, she didn't skip out - she walked with a straight back towards a red truck parked in front of the building. She swung into the driver's seat, fastening her seat-belt with a happy click. Waiting for him to get in, Sheila started the car and turned on her CD player. A classic came on and she hummed along, until Simon got in.