Phoenix
I tried to remain calm as I guided Robyn back to my truck and handed her up into the driver’s seat. Normally I didn’t let anyone drive my baby, not even Jack, but this was an emergency. “Are you going to be able to handle it?” I asked her, as she pulled the seat all the way forward just to be able to reach the pedals.
“Yeah, I got it,” she said, lowering the steering wheel so that she could see over it. “It’s just like driving a school bus, right?”
The fact that she was still able to joke around really concerned me. She didn't seem to be taking the situation seriously. But at the same time, I didn’t want to panic her, so I shut the door and then went back to Denise’s car. I stopped and picked up the crumpled up threat. I pulled out my phone and took a picture of it, and
