First Car
When I was seventeen, my dad gave me a car.
You’d think I’d have been delighted, right? But I was mortified and horrified. I couldn’t bear to be seen driving a car. And this one… Continue reading
When I was seventeen, my dad gave me a car.
You’d think I’d have been delighted, right? But I was mortified and horrified. I couldn’t bear to be seen driving a car. And this one… Continue reading