“Oh yeah, I’m great. Super safe and reliable. I only failed my driver’s test three times!” “You—three times? How is that even possible—” “Hey, I aced my MCAT, thank you very much!” she snaps. “Driving is hard for some people. And I never had to learn growing up.” “Where the hell did you live that you didn’t need to drive?” “I always had a driver,” she says with a shrug. I put the pieces together and grin. “Oh…shit. Hurricane, are you a silver spoon girl?”
