“Okay, it’s gonna curve right in—” “Shh,” I snapped, shutting him up. I needed to listen. And then, as he warned, the reflectors twisted right, and I needed to correct the wheel to follow it, surprisingly not going off the road like I half-expected. “Jesus Christ,” he laughed, sounding impressed. “Okay, I’ll just take a nap. You have fun.” “Don’t you dare!” I scolded.
