I toss the keys to Warren as we all exit the car, and he does a full loop around, scouring for any damage. I can’t even blame him—the fact that he let me borrow his car when I needed to is enough. He won major roommate points today. “Don’t check the front too closely. I did hit a few elderly people on my way out of the hospital’s parking lot.” “Mercy kills, really,” Warren replies flatly, his eyes creasing as he struggles to contain his amusement.
