passed?â
âYou bet I did!â Stevie said. âI am now a fully licensed driver. Here, look!â she said, holding out the brand-new license. It looked a lot like the one Carole already had.
âItâs beautiful!â Carole said, with only a hint of sarcasm. Sheâd long ago learned that sometimes the easiest way to get along with Stevie was to agree with herâespecially when she was being totally irrational. Actually, considering the accomplishment, Carole didnât really think Stevie was being all that irrational. A new driverâs license was something to be happy about.
âAnd Alex?â Carole asked. Stevie and Alex were taking their tests on the same day.
âWell, it was a near thing, but he passed, too,â Stevie conceded. Carole strongly suspected it hadnât been a near thing at all. Stevie used to spend a lot of time competing with all three of her brothers. Their house still bore the scars of a few water balloons gone astray. Now that they were older, they no longer fought as they had in the past, but it was still sometimes difficult for Stevie to admit in public that her twin was actually related to her. The only thing heâd ever done that she boasted about on his behalf was to fall in love with her friend Lisa.
âHe told me he started to turn the wheels the wrong way in the middle of his three-point turn, but he corrected it before they said anything. Can you imagine? Blowing a three-point turn?â
âAnd you?â Carole asked.
âIt went like a breeze,â Stevie said. âWhen they asked me what the rearview mirror was for, I explained that it was for putting on lipstick without lowering the visor. No problem.â
Carole almost believed her, but then Stevie had been able to pull her leg as long as theyâd known each other.
âAnd the horn is to let your friends know youâre waiting, right?â
âExactly,â said Stevie. âNow, do you want to go for a ride?â
âWell, sure,â Carole said. âIâll be done here in another hour, and I was planning to exercise Starlight then. Why donât you go groom Belle and tack them both up? We can be on the trail right after Iâm done. We canât take a long ride, but it should be funââ
âActually, I meant in my car. I donât have time to ride Belle today. I saw this ad in the paperââ
âOh,â Carole said, disappointed. It would have been fun to ride with Stevie.
âNo, itâs really good news,â Stevie said, sensing Caroleâs disappointment. âSee, now that Alex and I have our licenses, we can both drive the car Chad left when he went to college. Weâve worked out a schedule for it, and it means I can get a job. Actually, I just about have to get a job, because Mom and Dad are making us pay the insurance and thatâs a lot of money, which is why Alex is going to be spending the summer breaking his back mowing lawns. Anyway, I heard that Pizza Manor is looking for a delivery person because Alexâs friend, Elroy, quit last night and the manager gets in at eleven today and heâll be desperate for a new driver. Who could be more perfect than yours truly?â
âNobody,â Carole agreed. âYou are, without a doubt, the ideal person for the job. Go for it.â
âWell, the interview isnât for another forty-five minutes, so I thought Iâd visit with you.â
Carole looked at the pile of work on her desk, including the notebook of Fezâs records. Time spent with Stevie was rarely time spent doing a job, much as she would have liked to talk with her friendâeven to hear more details about her driving test. But she had to work.
âLook, I canât,â she said. âIâm sorry, but the new horse just came in, and Iâve got to get some paperwork done before the owner arrives. But the good news is that Iâve asked Emily to