Chapter 7

Paige had meant to say no.

The offer sat wrong with her pride. She already had a license. She knew how to drive. Passing the test on the third try with one point to spare still counted. Hitting the barbecue grill at the family reunion had been bad luck. Hitting Riley’s motorcycle tonight had been worse. People liked to call her reckless. The word stuck to her whether she wanted it or not.

But the real problem was simpler. She got distracted. A thought, a name, a message on a screen, and the road stopped coming first. That was what…