Late Night Ride
Her ride flakes on her so her step dad steps up.
The rain had been falling for hours, turning the roads into slick, black mirrors. Dylan, Amy’s fairly recent boyfriend, was supposed to drive her home, but he was wasted. The party had been fun; she even let him finger her while his two best friends watched. It had been hot in the moment, but now she was just pissed that he’d gotten trashed on her, leaving her stranded. She knew who to call. Her stepdad’s voice echoed in...