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“I don’t know,” she said. “I didn’t feel like I knew what I was<br />

doing.”<br />

“That comes with practice,” he said. “The more you drive, the<br />

more natural it feels.”<br />

“Can I drive tomorrow?” she asked.<br />

“Of course,” he said. “Can we do it in the morning, though? Now<br />

that Josh is out of school, he and Kristen are at day camp for a<br />

couple of weeks. They get home around noon.”<br />

“Mornings are perfect,” she said. “Do you really think I did<br />

okay?”<br />

“You could probably pass the driving portion of the exam with a<br />

couple more days of practice. Of course, you have to pass the<br />

written test, too, but all that takes is some prep time.”<br />

She reached out and gave him a spontaneous hug. “Thanks for<br />

this, by the way.”<br />

He hugged her back. “I’m glad to help. Even if you don’t have a<br />

car, it’s something you should probably know how to do. Why<br />

didn’t you… ?”<br />

“Learn to drive when I was younger?” She shrugged. “Growing<br />

up, we had only one car and my dad was usually using it. Even if<br />

I got my license, I wouldn’t have been able to drive, so it never<br />

struck me as all that important. After I moved out, I couldn’t<br />

afford a car, so again, I didn’t bother. And then, when I was<br />

married, Kevin didn’t want me to have one.” She turned. “And<br />

here I am. A twenty-seven-year-old bike rider.”<br />

“You’re twenty-seven?”<br />

“You knew that.”<br />

“Actually, I didn’t.”

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