Chapter Twenty-Four
Summer 2017
Blue Shuttle Van had gone out of business, and on my phone, the map on my newly downloaded rideshare app had a little car driving toward me and a countdown indicating that my driver, Selina, was seven minutes away. At three minutes left, I dragged my luggage to the driveway. Mom and Dad followed and sat on the bench on the porch, mentioning again that they could drive me for free. “This is how people do things now,” I said.
An SUV pulled up and the driver let her window down. “Alene? I’ll open the back.”
Dad hefted my bag into the rear lift as I got into the passenger seat explaining to Selina that I had never used Lyft or Uber before. We talk on the way to the airport, and she fills me in on the rideshare game: She drives overnight now because the money
