"Sorry, it's just that I get very nervous when someone else is driving." Aiden told his eldest son, who looked obviously upset as he parked the car in front of their house.
"It's okay, Dad." Richard muttered, keeping his head low, avoiding his father's stare as he turned the engine off then. "Excuse me." He mumbled before quickly getting out of the car.
Aiden sighed and rubbed his temples. He knew he was wrong to yell at his son when that motorcycle almost hit them when they turned at that corner. It wasn't his son's fault. The rider appeared out of nowhere and Richard was quick in his action to avoid collision. His son was a pretty good driver because otherwise he wouldn't let him take the wheel when they drove home from the university where he hoped their eldest son would go in a few m
