“I’m fine, Caleb. I’m a big girl with a big freakin’ truck. I’d just maybe wait a few minutes before following me on the road,” she adds. “You know, for your own safety.” Making the decision I should have made three minutes go, I shrug. “Why don’t I just drive you to work?” Her gaze darts back over to me. “No.” “Why not? We’re going to the same place. It’s better this way. More eco-friendly.” “I don’t need to be driven around like some spoiled little rich girl. And I don’t want to upset Vicki either,”
