Chapter 2With a heavy heart, Lucky studied the twisted metal that had once been his candy-apple red Mustang. He loved that car. He still remembered the first time he took it for a test drive. He remembered it like it had been the morning before.
Shane had gone with him to the dealership and his eyes had widened at the sight of the Mustang. Lucky hadn’t even been looking for a Mustang—he had stopped at the dealership on a lark—but Shane’s blue eyes had gotten so big. It had been love at first sight. Of course, Shane would never buy himself a Mustang, and he would never accept one as a gift, so Lucky had had no choice but to buy it and resolve to let Shane go for a ride any time he liked. He even let his best friend drive it.
But now it was utterly destroyed. How had that happened? And how
