Chapter Twenty-Five
Nora
“Oh God, it’s a little icy,” Cat said.
“It is, but you’ve got it.”
Cat glanced my way quickly, her eyes wide. “Maybe I should pull over, and you should drive.”
I looked ahead at the perfectly level road. “No, I think you should drive. The speed limit is twenty-five here, and it’s not that icy. You drove over a patch of it because of the shade back there.”
Cat pressed her tongue into the corner of her mouth, something she did when she was stressed and thinking hard. Her hands were clenching the steering wheel.
“Are you sure?”
Although I knew she needed to learn to handle ice when she was driving, if Cat actually fessed up to being nervous, she was really nervous. My little sister was the most stubborn human being I’d ever encountered, and she hated, absolute
