"Look, Martin, I just can't deal with this right now." Samantha exclaimed.
"Deal with what? All I did is ask if you wanted to go for a drink later." Martin answered, confused.
"Next week maybe. I have a lot going on right now and I just, I can't do it."
"Okay, okay, you, well, you know you don't have to." Martin stopped and looked at Samantha.
"What? I don't need to bite your head off?"
"Well, yeah." Martin was slightly uncomfortable with this conversation and was glad to see they were almost to the Sharp home.
"Look, I'm sorry. It's just been really hard for me lately, that's all." she gave him a smile.
"I'm here if you wanna talk sometime." he offered.
"Thanks. Looks like we're here." she turned away from him, not wanting to continue the conversation.
Martin stops the car and got out. He started to go up the driveway then turned around. "Sam?"
"I'm coming, I'm coming." she climbed slowly out of the car.
""Still going to physical therapy?"
Samantha joined him on the driveway. "Yeah, it's a blast."
They walked up the driveway together talking quietly.
A/N- I have no idea when I'll be able to finish this as I lost some of what I'd already written. Any ideas are welcome. Thanks! Sarah