Devoured

Nicki rounds the corner fast, and I clutch the armrest tightly. I take a deep breath and see her look my way.

"Oh God, sorry," she says as she takes her foot off the gas pedal and presses on the brake. "I get carried away on this stretch."

I look out at the river hugging the road and will myself to take in the gorgeous White Mountains scenery instead of imagining the car skidding off into the water. "Hey, no problem," I lie. "And thanks for driving me. Figures my mom has one of her stupid dog things the day I get the interview. She and Fergus have a new routine, and this is the first time they're performing it."

Nicki laughs. "How could she retire the 'Toxic' number? That was a showstopper!"

"Ha, ha, funny."

Of course my mom dancing with our golden retriever in front of an audience, and then posting the videos on the Internet is anything but funny. "Anyway, I swear I'll do all the driving when I get my license."

"Don't worry about it, Megan."

"Seriously! I'm gonna do it this time. I signed up for lessons with this new driving school that just opened."

Nicki pushes her long bangs out of her eyes. "I believe you."

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