Ruby
"Steady," Dad warned as he watched me maneuver myself in the self-propelled wheelchair.
"Watch the doorframes ... jeez!" His voice hit a higher pitch than usual, and then he winced, bringing his hands up to hold the sides of his face as I scraped past with a millimeter gap to spare.
He blew out a relieved breath through puckered lips, and then let out a strained chuckle. "Dylan, remind me to pick up some learner stickers, will you? I'm getting flashbacks from her very first driving lesson."
I rolled my eyes at Dad's dramatic ramblings. "You almost caused that accident, yelling that there was an injured rabbit in the middle of the road. I made an emergency stop, only to find out it was a stuffed toy that had fallen out of some kid’s pushchair."
Dylan chortled and looked at his bro
