"Kayra, you did not kill her. Look into
my eyes. You did not kill her. You are not the
reason that she isn?t here anymore.?
Kayra?s tears slowed and her heart felt
unexpectedly lighter. After fours years of
hiding her pain, of concealing her hurt, it was
all let out. ?Thank you, Giselle.? She finally
?I love you, Kay.?
?I love you too.?
?Your mom would be proud.? Kayra?s
dad told her as they walked toward the DMV.
Kayra had finally worked up the courage to
get her permit
Giselle walked beside her and
squeezed her hand, ?You?ve got this, girlie
Kayra?s stomach felt a bit queasy as
they walked. This was it. She was going to do
it. She had already passed the written test
with a ninety-five percent. Now? now it was
the actual driving part.
Kayra slipped into the driver?s seat and
with a quick smile at Giselle, she started the
"Told you!? Giselle winked across that
table as they ate their celebratory ice cream.
Kayra laughed, ?So is this what it feels like to
be wrong? I?ve never felt it before.?
?YES! YOU ADMIT IT! YOU ARE
ALWAYS WRONG! YOU DON?T FEEL IT
BUT YOU SHOULD!?
Kayra playfully covered her face with
one hand, ?I have no idea who this crazy
?THIS IS MY BEST FRIEND AND SHE
FINALLY GOT HER PERMIT!?
Kayra smiled, ?I still don?t know this
?I don?t think I?m going to go.? Giselle
?What do you mean? You have your
ticket! We?re at the airport! You have to go!?
?I don?t want to leave you!?
Giselle burst into tears, ?Can?t I stay??
?Think about the good things, Giselle.