Drive My Car
The next morning my mom and I drove to the bottom of Rohn’s street. He came down the hill in a navy trench coat and climbed into the backseat beside me. It was an interesting car ride but rather fun. It turned out that Rohn was quite the comedian and I couldn’t help but have a teensy little crush on him.
Little did I know what would happen in the next couple of weeks between the two of us…