Oscar locks the wheel in place and tries to peek back at me. “No comment back there?” He’s concerned since I’m not ribbing him about sex positions. I see the joke alright. Just don’t wanna make one right now. My legs won’t stop jostling. “Your adult sister has probably been hooking up with someone in the driver’s seat.” Oscar short-circuits. “First off, no. Secondly, I’m sorry I asked.” “Me too,” I mutter.
