A week later, Armen and Dante are leaving to go home. They actually stayed for a whole week and taught me how to drive.
"She's doing fine. Let her drive you around as much as possible for the next month. She's not insured on your car. Don't drive his car, kid. Drive yours."
"I will."
Armen gives me a hug. "I'll come back in a month to set up your driving test. Practice as much as you can."
"Ok."
"Everett, I put you on my insurance. You can drive her car if she's ever tired or anything."
"Thank you. That does help."
Dante grabs his laptop bag. "And bring the van back here please. The school was bitching about it being parked there last time. But we have to use the school parking lot for the helicopter."
"Yea, I'll bring it back and put it in the driveway later."
Armen smiles at his
