She had heard the car door when it closed and tried very hard not to jump up and run over to see him. That would have been strange and overeager, she was sure. He was just a friend coming to visit. Just a friend who called her beautiful and looked like he was blooming from the inside out when he smiled.
Persephone did sit up, drawing her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around them when she heard his approach. "Bonjour. Non, you did not. Were the directions all right. I always worry. My landmarks do not mean the same thing to other people." She thought in plants and stones and brightly colored buildings rather than street signs. Then she inclined her head toward him slightly. "You are already smiling, Evan. I am glad."