Zach was always spontaneous. He guided Madelyn to the driver's seat in the garage and fastened her seatbelt.

"No lectures today," Zach said. "Start by reversing the car. Remember how I taught you?"

Madelyn gripped the steering wheel. "It's been a while; I think I've forgotten," she said with a hint of nervousness. "Can you show me again? I promise I'll pay closer attention."

Zach looked at her sternly. "You excel in many areas, but driving isn't one of them. When will I ever trust you behind