Chapter Twenty Eight
Brooke was consistent with Ever’s driving lessons. He brought the Escort over four times a week and quizzed Ever from the rule book. It was decided they’d go to pick out a car on Ever’s first day off, once she got her license.
By the end of August she was ready. The Escort was available for her driving test and, although nervous, Ever passed without a problem. They were both pretty delighted with themselves on the drive back to Stroud’s house. Ever pulled into the driveway and they remained in the car, mutually savoring the moment.
“So. Monday’s the day.”
“Yeah,” Ever sighed, still gripping the wheel.
“What’s the matter, mouse?”
“I’m a little nervous about it.”
“What’s to be nervous about? You passed your test with flying colors. You’re ready to go.”
“I know. B
