Karyn dragged Zoe towards the driveway, then stopped.
"Hey, where's my car?"
"Jeez, Karyn. You don't have a car."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"You don't like cars. You don't have a license, anyway."
Don't like cars? What kind of life do I have now? Karyn thought to herself.
It didn't look like Zoe had a car either. They had to get a ride from someone. But who?
