“Baby, you didn’t.” I grinned and chewed my lip. “I did.” Daddy swept me into a hug, kissing me sweetly. “I’m so proud of you,” he said, looking over the license he held in his hands. “I would have taken you.” “I know, but I wanted to do it on my own.” I neglected to mention that I’d tried four times before I’d actually passed the road test.
