by Rebecca Copeland | Sep 25, 2024 | Memories
“You’re taking the turn too wide,” David Presser shouted, rising up out of his seat and leaning over me. For a minute, I thought he was going to grab the steering wheel. I was turning right onto Wake Forest Road from Six Forks, there by the K-Mart, on my way to Ligon... 
by Rebecca Copeland | Sep 11, 2024 | Family
“Ease off the clutch.” My father spoke calmly from the passenger seat, but I was nervous. We were on a steep incline and there was a car behind me, a teenage boy in a muscle car. I could see him in the rearview mirror gesturing angrily. The light was green, I was...
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