Rosie came with me to run errands. We run errands in a car now. For the first nine and a half years of her life, she was bundled onto the bus, but we’ve had a car for six weeks. I am getting used to driving. “Can we try to go through the bank drive thru?” Rosie asked. I’d been nervous about driving through because maneuverability was the reason I failed the driving test the first time. I still tend... Read more