
Camden was sitting on the front seat beside Nancy. One moment she saw him looking out from the window and the other she found him sleeping like a baby. She decreased the volume of the radio and drove really slowly so that he won’t wake up from the sleep he hasn’t had for days. They reached home and Nancy wanted to wake him up but she didn’t want to. Then she did and it was already late. She picked Camden in her arms so that he doesn’t lose his sleep and walked towards his home. Now, what’s this? The gate wasn’t locked.