Chapter 52: Depths

Clinton pulled into the bustling bakery parking lot in Manhattan, the sweet aroma of freshly baked goods wafting through the air amidst the honking horns and chatter of passersby.

He spotted Kelvin exiting the cozy shop, a box of their mother's favorite chocolate eclairs in hand, as the bright lights of the city cast a vibrant glow on the scene.

"Hey, got the goods, I see," Clinton said with a grin, as Kelvin settled into the passenger seat. Kelvin smiled, placing the box on his lap before buckling his seatbelt. "Yeah, got 'em," he replied, closing the door behind him.

As they pulled out of the parking lot, Kelvin opened the box, revealing the delicious pastries. The sweet scent of chocolate and cream wafted out, enticing Clinton's senses as they navigated through the city streets.

"No problem, Clinton. I know how much Mum loves these. But I have to admit, I'm a bit nervous about tonight's dinner."