On our way for sushi today, my friend tells me today, “Sometimes being cynical is a good thing.”
“I don’t think being cynical is good,” I say. 318 more words
I’d only had my license for a short time and I was already a nervous driver long before I’d ever slid behind the wheel.
It was my first grown-up adventure, for which I would be taking my mom’s SUV, two friends, my sister and a bag of chips to a church service out in the woods. 1,199 more words