“Oh my god, help me!” Shannon screamed, whimpering when the engine roared to life beneath us. “This is so bad.” She grabbed the wheel, looking all wide-eyed and panicked. “What if I crash?” “Don’t crash,” I shot back. “Now put your foot on the clutch and I’ll change the gears for you.” “Don’t let me die,” she begged, as I slipped the car into first. “I won’t,” I promised. “Don’t close your eyes, baby.” Reaching over, I pulled her hand away from her face. “Look straight ahead.” “I am, Johnny,” she wailed. “I am going to die!”
