“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!” “No, Shan, you’re going to live.” I laughed. “Now slowly release the clutch and tap down nice and gently on the accelerator—” “I broke it!” she wailed when the car stalled. “I’m so sorry.” “You didn’t break anything,” I replied, slipping the car out of gear and leaning over to turn the
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