We get into Hartford just before noon. It's dark and gloomy. It almost looks like it could snow.
I get into the car and call Cody to let him know we made it while Dominic puts the luggage in the trunk. I hang up with Cody just as Dominic gets in the car.
"Do you want to eat somewhere?" he asks as we're leaving the airport. "It's more than an hour drive back to my house."
"No, I'm not hungry."
Dominic gets on the interstate. As he speeds up, I notice him glancing down at his feet.
"What are you doing?" I ask him.
"I was just checking something."
His eyes move from the road to the dashboard and back again, repeatedly. A call pulls into our lane. We come up close to its bumper, but Dominic doesn't even slow down. He just darts into the other lane.
"Dominic, you almost hit that car. Wh
