“Slow down!” I shouted. “Have you ever driven before?” “I drive my wheelchair all the time. There’s no one with as much motorized vehicle driving expertise as me!” She took a sharp turn towards the water, and I threw my arm across her body as visions of us ending up in the ocean flashed before my eyes. “Relax, husband. I’ve got this.” My heart did not stop pounding. We rounded another bend and our villa came into view. It was a large wooden house with a thatched roof and wrap-around porch. “It’s over the water! Oh my God!” Sofiya shrieked. “I’m definitely going to get to touch the ocean.” She
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