Mister Dream Man
"And sometimes the driver will be with you. For a while. We promise we'll make it as little as possible. You can still go to class, study with your friends, do the things you love."
"And if I want to." I stopped. I didn't want to admit how much I wanted ordinary things, a late coffee with a friend, a drive alone with the radio loud enough to drown out my thoughts. "And if I want to get my things from the library, or go to rehearsal, or, meet someone for coffee, will I always have to call a driver?"
"No," Dad said. "But we need to know when you leave and when you come back. And for certain routes, we'll." He hesitated. "We'll decide together what's safe."
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