Noelle
Luckily, Beth had the foresight to drop off an extra booster seat when she brought Lucy to visit, so we were able to buckle Trevor into the back of the four-door pick-up, safe and sound. It was already getting dark, and I was prepared to climb into the passenger side, when Robert tossed me the keys. Actually, a key fob, because the truck had a push-button starter.
“What? You don’t want to drive.”
“You do it, you’ve been here longer, you know your way around better.”
“I’m not sure if two whole weeks really counts as longer," I protested weakly. “But actually I love driving, so…” I crossed in front of the vehicle, and let myself into the driver’s side of the shiny new truck. To say it still had that new car smell was kind of an understatement. I began feeling around the steering
